Adjust Poems - Poems about Adjust

when on table went bust Horn Haiku I had to adjust tell tale and into head thrust God forbid what I did was to act like a little kid who had flipped his (her or their) lid. when we had an urge after there will be a surge are required to purge (did play a dirge) (have to see a surge ((surgeon)) (erupt when we...

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The poems Like stars, appear the more you stare When you let your eyes adjust Don't try too hard Lower your expectations Don't get distracted by bats or planes I feel unpoetic Breathing in the Sahara dust Watching people wash the plants clean Whilst watering them As I stay dusty Coated in a phenomenon, weather wise "What if" I think Then turn away from the thought Shake it from...

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his actions will trust what he did do and must my bad back adjust while I wait and wait I had discovered my fate make back become straight while with so much pain had been hard to bare the strain did drive me insane suffered with much grief which was found in my belief God gave me relief must have to admit my posture did deposit now I always...

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The climate's changed before Some creatures did adjust Others went the way of nature To end up ash and dust...

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Trying to Adjust By Franklin Price 06/13/2022 God, I'm asking you to help me With my lost love and my trust You took my life's love from me Now I'm trying to adjust You brought her to me years ago When we needed each the most Our marriage was ordained by You We were the guests, You were the Host I understand the...

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Please let me alone My heart and my soul Pollution is everywhere The land the sea the food The mind the body The heart the soul The words the behaviour ... We live with pollution everyday Boundaryless and invisible Until to the maximum we fall sick Until to the limit we leave There may not be pollution in outer space Buy there is lifeless Maybe we have...

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Man's imbued with a flair for fantasy that is quenched by His imagination. And intrigued by the flight of bumblebees, curiosity offsets frustration. His conscious mind extends itself beyond concepts of morality and blind faith. But should His morals suddenly abscond, the human soul can morph into a wraith. A white lie, half-truth and or omission, is tolerated by a lonely heart. For love's an...

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I walk into the AYA studio, apprehensive as I have never taken a dance class. "Come on it!" Suzette, our dance master says. On the wall behind her there is a giant Moose wearing a pink bow, and pantaloons. A cartoon moose, and behind the moose it says "Attitudes Adjusted While You Wait", which is a...

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Adjust If you find difficult to get along with people, Adjust your ways to suit them. when you can't reach your goals, Adjust your actions to reach them. If you do not get the things you desire, Learn to adjust with whatever you get. Happiness and sadness may encircle you, Try to adjust in all situations. Can you change the direction of the...

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Know How to Adjust to Traffic Flow After through whole meal completed each course Should all of his disturbing thoughts we endorse? Who we know now is becoming world renown Person who many times over has been a clown. His wife soon will be on another TV show Her face wore a frown and did not glow Instead of laughing and always...

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Drowning in the knowledge That change is inevitable Afraid that your decision might backfire What can be more spine-chilling? Is the fact That not making the change will Lead you to a point of frustration Discontentment In the end to stagnate is also a choice It also has a consequence ©134315012015...

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something we said so many times before a crack in the door a bit of a poet in all of us red dust sunset can’t catch little bits o’memories tickles under the tongue a go-out and get you-one. . . of those strip the rags off the rappers and sell them off for clothes make math, in the mathematicians’ presuppose fire sell it off to...

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something we said so many times before a crack in the door a bit of a poet in all of us red dust sunset can’t catch little bits o’memories tickles under the tongue a go-out and get you-one. . . of those strip the rags off the rappers and sell them off for clothes make math, in the mathematicians’ presuppose fire sell it off to...

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I am not a dress I can not be altered I am fine with my chest and thick hips I was born with Don't try to tell me I need to fit Into your mold ...

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