All Or Nothing Poems - Poems about All Or Nothing

diddle-daddle, do nothing Dan fiddle faddled with Francine’s fan he’s your guy said her sis, he’s your man. Too lazy to leap from a frying pan? He is a sloth said his neighbor, Fran....

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Let's take a seat where chill winds blow We don't care if our undies show We have nothing to hide Living on the wild side Life's much more fun in the front row ...

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Once I learned I’d have to pay for my sins Today I see there’s not a sin that’s not ‘in’ Once I was told to respect every teacher Today a...

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here, between myself and myself, God dwells when He flees the world. I found Him once in a forgotten loaf of bread on the steps of a hospice, in an old woman asking forgiveness for simply living. He did not ask who I am. He touched my brow and retreated back into the wound. we do not think. we defend ourselves from thoughts as from a...

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I have nothing to live for. I have nothing to die for. If I die today, it will be nothing If I live today, it will be for nothing...

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Nothing seems as the password for ~~ although impossibly Everything seems to work too~~...

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Nothing doing renders an appearance of doing~~...

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I watch the wars that burn around us all and see nothing, Behind cold walls of hate, the silence swallows up nothing. The pain cries out in every corner, yet we hold nothing, Our hands remain unmoving, frozen in cruel nothing. We’ve lost our faces in a mirror cracked by endless nothing, Forgotten how to reach for others—we give only...

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Nothing is already perfect as it is~ so the story is let's go ahead and perfect things~ yet how is nothing perfected?~~ ...

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Nothing cannot be named but the naming of something may seem good enough~~~ ...

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This Is a Tanka written by Eileen Manassain and reimagined by me by adding every other verse in order to create Lyrics we could put to music. please visit Eileen recent page and enjoy This poem in it's original Form. I want to Thank Eileen for the privilege of working with her on these poems Nothing seems to...

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I think I am. I think, therefore I am. I think I can. I think I can, without thinking. I can't empty my mind. Why would it ever be vacuum within - floating, mindless, selfless, ego-less, endless? But I want to be simply blameless, as myself, unaware of itself. Freed from judgment's reach. Impartial, free and imprudent. A trace just barely aware, of...

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What is This? nothing can be said apparently no time and distance for figuring This out~ language opts out without subj and obj~ nothing makes sense nothing to explain so say nothing which is everything~~...

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with no separation nothing is happening~ with seeming separation nothing is happening~~...

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with no separation there seems nothing left and that is the point without the point~~ ...

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