Am Poems - Poems about Am

I am not like an ocean, blue and deep. You needn't peer into my soul to peep. I am shallow like a puddle or pool, So, darling, why don't you kiss this fool?...

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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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Marilyn Monroe - Diamonds are a girl’s Best friend Diamonds, Rusted or shiny, are my best companions when times are tough When my crystal tear drops from My Deer fawn eyes Sparkling champagne with a bottle of red wine would do just right On rainy nights of such gloom Diamonds, rusted or shiny, are my best friends when my days...

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I've been to dark places I've lost myself and all the basics I've crawled on my hands and knees Fighting to stand up again Gritting my teeth Tears down my face I will never be the same No one will be in my way I've backed down from battle I've fought for love and lost it all I've hiked the muddiest mountains Proving the strength...

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Inspired by Black Hole Love (Max Frost) ************************************************************** I Shall Ever Be Who I Am ...

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I am the mirror of truth I am the reflection of accountability That will show the shards of what is, not what's not I will reflect their own darkness back at them So they can feel an ounce of the pain we suffered through To confront the truth of their own inferiority And be trapped in a room full...

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Choice and the right book have made me a better woman I used to be a pouter, enraged about everything Focusing on the slightest slight I used to be negative Have you ever read “You cannot afford the luxury of a Negative thought?” I have More than once I read it once a year Now I am an idealist, an optimist, a creator,...

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Spills of flowers everywhere - elation ! I love to water each petal with joy Bells and Daisies * Tulips and Carnations I am a gardener named Helen of Troy Garland dreams loopy Dahlia ali oops "love me like I am" says each bud to me Blooming kisses and rosettes, Tipsy Red ...

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I am the girl who loves too much. The one who bakes brownies instead of saying, "I miss you," because sometimes sugar feels safer than truth. The one who writes long birthday cards and sends postcards filled with drawings, because my words can be too heavy, but my heart refuses to stay silent. I fill pages with prayers, scribbled in hand-written cards with too...

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We're most spontaneous for the recognition we require from others, Known for the masks we equip from day to day life. ...

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I’m better today than yesterday, but not as good as tomorrow....

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I'M a Poet Listen! I'm a poet,cause I'm got many hurts From them ,never want to lose So, I leave false dirts. And pick up pen to express, Never abuse them , I write to their happiness, Pray, with saying their name. Alright,I don't love like a poet, I'M a poet who loves you! And that love more great Than a poet whom know you. Remember! loyalty exist...

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Why am I disturbed by the sight? Everyone having a fight. Lost in beliefs they are right. Never listening to the others light. The others must be wrong. Don't look like us or very strong. Instead, we fight, ...

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Minds stratify in webbed design In lone life’s strata snares align Psychic slide patterns ratify In webbed design minds stratify Within mind’s wares dark secrets hide Patterns ratify psychic slide Deep silence cold mind never shares Dark secrets hide within mind’s wares I’m a captive within my fold Mind never shares deep silence cold In shell I can’t be adaptive Within my fold...

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I am a woman, and at dawn, I weave wings of light from threads of dreams, I step on paths of desires, wearing ribbons of living hope in my hair, I wonder how many stories will cling to my dancing steps, How many tears I'll hide beneath words that scatter in deep silences. I am a mother, sister, lover,...

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