Life Poems | Poems About Life's Journey, Struggle, and Fun

They told him, “Boys don’t cry or feel,” “Stand tall, be hard, and never kneel.” So he learned young to wear a mask, To fake the strength they dared to ask. He bit his tongue, he clenched his jaw, Afraid to show a single flaw. And every tear he held inside Just made him hollow, made him hide. They praised him when he...

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They filed his blood beneath a numbered case— the marrow went to war without a call. The VA counted cells, not what took place in basements where his stare could split the wall. The cancer knew his secrets—mutiny against Guam’s humid silence, its red debt claimed as the twenty-one guns thoomed in key. We stood. We nodded. No one cried. Not yet. There’s...

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IN AWARENESS OF THE WOMEN OF THE WORLD God’s human-like doves, Are colored and colorless: His gift of women: With Mary, mother of Jesus, God sanctified womanhood, Glorifying all women with amazing Grace and divine supreme love; Thus, as with our people’s...

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Please tell me it’s summer every day of the year. Please tell me that Aerosmith plays from the sky. Please tell me that heaven’s a basketball court. Please tell me that everyone’s life has a point. Please tell me that no one is ever alone. Please tell me that dying is easily explained. Please tell me that broken birds get back...

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I. The Pastor’s Hand At dawn’s brittle cusp— he climbs, each step a nail in time’s coffin breath ragged a Psalm torn mid-hymn. The rope tastes of incense and myrrh— Liberty’s fracture braided through its fibers a wound that never quite...

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Alone I walk along the street that special someone I desperately seek That person to come and make me smile Yet I walk alone on my second mile ...

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I looked upon this life—so vast, so small; We chase the skies, yet crumble when we fall. I sought the world, its glory and its gold; But all shall end, no treasure can we hold. We wish to live, to stretch our numbered days; Yet death walks close, quietly in silent ways. I weep sometimes— for the weight much to bear; My...

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Death bids me welcome Into his tended garden Where quiet plots of bramble clots House names now long forgotten. Engravings faded, darkened serifs Tower over brighter plaques Sooted over gentleman Look down on neater blacks. Beneath Death’s open garden There nods no congregation A concert hall of empty audience Unseen by stage commotion. Their sandstone cradle cots Swaddled in lichen sheets Are emptied of their...

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Life is short but long enough to make plans and make some dreams come true Life is kind and generous it offers time for second chances and even a string of redos Life is short but in the end you'll be liable for what you've done but equally for what you didn't do Use your time wisely ~...

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Fortunate failure of fallacy and regret Contortionist cartoonist illustrating what id like to forget Proportions of misfortune that I have to measure then reject Insubordinate illusions of what the deluded ones project Brandishing bravery as a tool to confront apathy Vanishing complacency as a fool faces his own pathology Diminishing returns on an outstretched Hand for mediocracy Banishing a word in fear...

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Elemental formulations of healing for the soul Consequential co-ordinations as we resist growing old Monumental calculations from a mind in the scientific cold Fundamental indignation from a heritage that has been cheaply sold Inspiration from an underground rebellion against corruption Congregations gathering peacefully while they plan the next outrageous eruption Elevations of encouragement reserved for...

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Misanthropic melodies played from a broken violin Prehistoric prophecies that ignite new ideas before they begin Telescopic telomeres that formulate a scientific grin Endoscopic X-rays and a doctor drunk on gin Valiant human beings with virtue among the discord Salient quandaries and dreams that elevate the reward Radiant memories and detailed memes that stimulate a discourse Gradients of mathematical themes that fracture...

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They have no complaints, excuses. or regrets They give it all to achieve their quest They go beyond the 7th inning stretch Refusing to stall but to do their best They never quit before the last 12 gruesome minutes They never pause before the last 15 gruling minutes They know that a well done life is alive and well until...

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The essence of life Once one leaves Is not worldly possessions Nor wealth achieved It is the life’s that were touched Along the way Love given and received In hearts that will stay Special memories created Remain in hearts and mind To comfort and console The ones left behind ...

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Why can't I walk in the garden at night? Horrible shadows keep blurring my sight ~ They make me run like a man with no balls. Each time I trip and get bruised from my falls. These shadows whisper cold fears in my ear, Now I understand the songs sung by fear, Yet I must confront these fiery shadows, But each new...

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