Are Poems - Poems about Are

This timid heart a 200bpm rabbit not like that you vulgarian like a frightened excitable permanently pulsating come on mammal living some say existing largely underground afrightened and ascurvy Riddled with the pestilence of forgotten decades and winters long gone which laid down their stains upon the landscape frosted thistles and tree circles yet all it takes is a kind word Oh Mr Dickens a mere sniff never mind a...

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According to Google, Antifa means a coalition of anti-fascism and it's against right wing ideology. What Google doesn't mention is that members of Antifa can turn 'so-called peaceful protests' into vandalism of personal and public property. Going so far as to physically attack journalists reporting their 'anti-democracy and anti-governmental protests.' Seeking to tear down and burn our...

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Whenever troubles come my way. I turn to God and begin to pray. There is nothing he can't do. And he always has come through. With God I'll never lose the fight. Because he always makes things right. Whether the battle is people or my mind. I ask Him to fight for me every time. Let me share a fact that's true. God does...

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Fantasy Contest Sponsored by: Constance La France 18/6/25 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I love you, though I haven't met you. You will be part of everything I do. You are my fantasy. You are the world to me. You are not in my IMAGINATION, It requires no explanation. You are as real as can be. In my DREAM, my REVERIE. I knew you would come into...

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How innocent are the words from the mouths of cute teens, it's raw poetry dedicated to lovers in any season that inflames ardent desire! Can that burning flame endure the longest time and become brighter and hotter than a crackling fire? Nothing seems strange about being sentimental, it's the age of tender romance, somehow delusional; touching should be spontaneous, not considered sinful: we all...

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In referance to SATB I didn't know that music lovers often tell the story from the arrangements and pairings to what the composer is sharing he combination of instruments don't get along like the piccolo and tuba they don't jive when there together and the muted celesta and xylophone they don't get along whats a song the sounds for many comparable and gitty composed to love or...

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Life feels like a giant chess game you wake up already in motion making choices you didn’t plan on a board you didn’t build. What kind of piece are you, are you the King central, important, yet unsure needing protection and fearing the next move? Or the Queen bold, limitless, always thinking but tired of carrying too much without showing the weight? Maybe you're the Pawn quiet,...

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As a child of God, we have His power commingled with divine love, light and bliss but since we know not, in fear we cower, sinking deeper into desire’s abyss, though our heart tells us something is amiss. Recognising we are not body-mind, we then play our life role as God assigned as spirit ensouling organic form, transmitting vibrations loving and kind,...

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Pain refines, but grace restores. This is the whisper of strength. There are days when the world feels heavy, when the echoes of yesterday press against the walls of today. You walk forward, yet the past lingers like a shadow . . . a silent presence reminding you where you’ve been. But hear this: You are not bound by...

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"Fantasy ~ Imagination Are Twins. Having a fun time playing together in our dreams." By Poet As I look into last night's "Dream," I see a "Visualization" downstream. I see a huge bear and cubs dressed in lace of red and cream, that is a crazy color scheme. Is my "Imagination" going up in steam? The bears looked...

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You looked at me with mirrors in your eyes, Fractured by fear of what you could not be— A quiet heart, a soul that never lies, A hand that gathers stars from sorrow’s sea. You saw in me the things you cast aside, The gentleness you buried deep in stone, A voice that sang while yours grew small with pride, A love...

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made in God’s image, we are living light each soul then is a part of His heartbeat as of His will onto earth we alight where distanced from source we feel incomplete though God’s love is felt as magnetic heat kundalini the means, also the end purifying heart we slowly ascend...

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each Cobblestone makes up the road ouch from your very sharp high heel shoes...

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You wake up with a goal, at least, that's what you say. But take a moment, be real, what’s lighting your way? Is it passion? A purpose that stirs in your chest? Or just the grind to keep up and impress? You’re not building kingdoms. You’re just sending T-fare. So someone can smile, flip her hair, Eat your food, rest in...

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In the forgotten garden of my heart, you are the fresh flower that blooms, A friend who lights my paths when storms caress my soul, No matter how many winds blow, you are the unmovable rock in time, Beside me always, like a lighthouse in an ocean troubled by dreams and shadows. You know me in my deepest, most...

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