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

Killed life Killed lives Psycholgy Kills lives God is life His laws Eternal No psychology Make false people No children Psychology Killed lives I am a human Created by God I don’t need psychology In my life I am a creature of God I don’t want psychology I don’t want this mentality Psychology In my Life ...

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Without her, life is like a song without notes in the breeze of time, I dream dreams that shine in someone else's eyes, stars seeking their sky, She was perfect, like a divine painting in the colors of sunset, I, just a fleeting moment, a rustle of leaves in the wind, timeless. It wasn't her fault, no shadow of...

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It's a ghost she screamed Then she fainted But no darling It was the spirit she drank She's so high Hennessy to be precise Her vision was blurry. Now she's unconscious Right in my bedroom She drank to stupor The DJ overwhelmed her I have no clue, what to do I've poured her water But she wants a kiss She said; my kisses is the water of...

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Put my life away You don’t need this life Watching you from the dark Lost your desire No. It was mine You. Was a desire I respect life Put my life Away Fill Bye ...

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Don’t do Don’t do it, it's painful Don’t do it, it’s a mistake Don’t do it, may I ask you? Please, stop you I love you Don’t do it, or finish it Don’t do it, kill me, over me Do on, do it, let me leave Please, be you I love you Loved you An honest love Still loving you Passed on Don’t do Love can’t be on ...

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Twin babies float in their mother’s womb growing strong they'll be delivered soon communicating to each other in their way experiencing so much, and much to say Twin one said, shaking his head,” we are getting old… and soon we'll be delivered as foretold. Do you think brother, there will be more? A life after delivery on that far shore?” Twin...

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Death strikes with its wicked grin, Deep grief and sorrow it brings, Flights to heaven then begin, When our souls fly without wings, Each saint bears a halo ring, They reign there as queens and kings, With Angels near a calm spring. Contest title: What Happened After Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud Date: 18th July, 2025...

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I have a question (if you'll allow). How is it that I came to this place now? My life's path continued to where below my feet there is only air; and, the sad thing is, I cannot fly. At this point, I guess I'll have to try....

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Some things are fixable; Others are not. If it’s the first, Give it all that you’ve got. If it’s the latter, It’s better to ditch it. Purchase a new one And then you can switch it. Certain relationships Might be the same. Some can’t be fixed Even if you are game. There’s only so much, When things break, you can do. Then it’s time to give up And...

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Averting his death reborn in a dream Time had been stopped the Reaper unseen Escaping the end his fancy came true Beginning and ending unbroken — anew (Dreamsleep: July, 2025) ...

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Our soul is the flame of intent our inner being, Untold connection with Christ, ourselves to Him, Resplendent from the start there til after life's end * An intangible part of us beside we being nurtured. So driven to divine heights, able to achieve so much. Our questions to act, notions, where temptation rose. Ulterior motives ridicule the integrity...

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pretty or slippery are not my names no time for docile dolly games peaceful presence my authenticity aims ascension not something timidly tame Chorus : shiver shake not, I have nothing to hide flowing with life’s lovely tide if you cannot bear scars and shadows go elsewhere to see what flavour marrows sure I hold open portal doors when lightning...

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I work each day in peaceful chaos, A tireless race where I wear my fatigue like a badge of honour. Sleep? A stranger I rarely greet. I chase knowledge like tomorrow won’t let me try again— Straining past my limits, just to say “I’ve done my best.” I push beyond what’s humanly possible, Only to fall short of a dream...

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you can be considerate and kind or snarly and mean choices every day that are quickly made and rapidly seen. Whatever you choose to do and say can bring happiness or hurt So, think before you speak, said my Uncle Kurt. He was a super nice man, who always thought of others. Had been raised by a mother and sisters...

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