11Th Poems - Poems about 11Th

If being pretty were a crime, you’d already be behind the bars Because angels look at their reflection and wish they had your smile And I’m not sentimental, but to you I must confess: I’ve waited ages to find someone whose beauty can compare If my poems were eulogies, you’d be nothing short of dead Because not romanticizing you...

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Chuck has rules for his children for his house, truck and wife his rules are inflexible staunch edicts in his life a rule for eating, for putting things away a rule for gardening and swimming in the bay Chuck’s rules are obsessive, some are silly too But since none of them are working, what else can his family do?...

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Procrastination is a devil Feasting on our time Nibbling at progress softly While our plans plan other plans. Again and again we barter Trading now for later Bargaining with time for time Waiting for a tomorrow that never comes. It whispers in kind tone Luring us into delay A labyrinth lined with comfort Where lost moments hide and stay. Again and again we promise To begin when stars...

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Nothing made sense before you even the wind forgot how to whisper and the stars blinked without purpose as if waiting for your light to show them how. Then you appeared like rain in a dry season and my heart, once cracked and tired blossomed at the sound of your voice. Ever since I met you every hour feels like poetry. Even silence speaks your...

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Love is kind. Love is patient. Love gives. Love understands. But what if love is only kind until it teaches you to kneel for crumbs and call it a feast? What if love isn’t perfect not because we weren’t but because fate crossed our paths when we were meant to grow apart? They say love is giving but what if I gave too much until I forgot the sound of...

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At the end of the day, we’re all a part of the same sunset. ...

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If I could go back in time, I’d go back to when I believed in soulmates the way I believe the stars in the night sky guide us to a predetermined destiny. Poorly illuminated by the moon, leaving you to seek yourself intentionally. Well, I’ve learned you can throw away fate when you make an extremist choice, deviating against that destiny. Like salmon in...

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steampunk bee couple slipped out of the hive Do you have the address? Three asked number five If caught by the queen, neither would be alive Drone soldiers came and they hid under a bus with one dive Could they ever escape the queen’s querulous hive? It was a conundrum that worried both three and five They wondered if they would...

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O just how much do you love Jesus? Is He really 'your all and all and your Everything? Do you get 'goose bumps all over' From singing psalms and worshiping God instead of admiring four leaf Clovers. Then one of them, a lawyer asked Him a question, testing Him and saying," Teacher, what is the great commandment in the law? Jesus said to...

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--BlossomMonyei-- Walk by faith not sight What if I fall? What if I stumble? In this darkest night. My faith is weak In volumes fear speaks Show me your face My doubts will burn. #blossommonyei #liberiapoetry Liberia Poetry Association. Voice of Liberia-VOL...

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--BlossomMonyei-- Raised in the harshest sun It hurts in his bone This life he asked from no one Planted amongst those with hearts of stone. A black man Clueless, clumsy His life's navigation was turned off The don't care about him. His mistakes He can't erase He'll move on somehow Though he withers. A black man Meets friends They did him wrong They did it again. "Is the world against...

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"The Race of life" by #blossommonyei The race of life I am about to describe Where some has to work and strive While the others bribe. As the first car runs faster than the other With ease it crosses every border It wins every level Without any struggle. The second car lacked speed. And prays not to be defeated. To him the audience paid less heed. You...

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Nature is calling, your hips swaying. A light snowfall takes place in a winter breeze. The footprints of a doe and her fawn grace the land in fragments. Broken bits of grass poke out from where they were last seen, in brown, sticky patches. A moose, a rabbit, a raccoon— resting, rejuvenating, saving their strength. Birds chirp, wolves howl. I close my eyes and know I’ve made it. Did you make it to Italy, sparrow? For I am yet to make...

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Love me, goddamn it, just love me. I know that I'm worthy or deserving of something, at least, don't make me have to get on my knees and beg again. Oh, wait, I forgot- I'm not allowed to be vulnerable. ...

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If I could catch the stars in a mason jar would it be enough to prove myself? I don't want to be here anymore. I want to be up in space where all of the fireflies reside. They don't care if I'm not good enough. ...

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