365 Days Poems - Poems about 365 Days

Will I ever feel ready as another year approaches and twelve months will soon be left behind? Twenty-four containing pieces of an incomplete puzzle I hope to finish in twenty-five. The year I cannot remember living, but I'm here and I survived. A second chance at finding happiness, and once again feeling alive. ...

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365 Days Days flow like water A trickle, then a stream Suddenly the year is ending Days, nights turn like a carousel Ups, downs, stops, starts Suddenly the year is ending Celebration of the good Reflection on the bad The year is ending Fireworks, laughter, resolutions, promises Promises to savour the next 365 days Resolution to slow the carousel Days flow like water A trickle, then a stream Suddenly the...

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They, we, I, made it. One year with a little more knowledge and somewhat of a grasp over the idea that 4  became 3 and 1, some ash. It's been a whole 365 days, and you still have not come back. I believe some small part of me wanted this to be a nightmare...

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To see the world, all the good as a child at a seasonal faire counting months in inches grown and inherited faint-colored hairs. All days number three hundred and sixty five so glad they still are.. same as the nights, in eternity of a young life under crackling camp fires and countless unnamed stars. We survivors,...

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an earlier draft of this barely satisfactory missive ex post facto, i chomped asper with upper dentures upon evincing a couple of typographical errors, in up rye or draft, and did not wanna dodge being a spell bound stickler for typing words correctly. though no obligation to trot out this fixation sans zero misspelling tolerance,...

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to dirt poor anonymous guerillas G.I. Jane or G.I. Joe who cross paths with each other, even those one doth not know when ordinary biases, callousness, denigration...doth full low out the mouths of hoity toity MainLiners towards working class people - mow awe less trying to remain...

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Things haven't been going well since Mom died one year ago today. A big part of me died with her when she passed away. For the last 365 days, I've been going through Hell. Everybody who knows me, knows that things aren't going well. One day before Mom's death, there were two things that I decided to give her. A...

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"This is dedicated to all who understand this. Whether we like it or not." -D.J.E. I wasn’t gonna write this But Emotions are stirring high Cannot believe How much time has passed Still feel your presence Memories Of the slowest death Ever felt Running parallel To these present seconds An ugly revelation Tainted the sunshine That bared on our souls 365 days ago So many tears Had filled the ocean Of despair For love’s...

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