As Such Poems - Poems about As Such

Roses that are naturally growing in the breeze As such, their dancing presenting pride of silence Needing not for any comments on their success Nor for scoring much of the contrived bliss Presences are irrelevant to any third parties All them are arranged such as thee and mine Irrelevance to conditions such as poor or rich...

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Such are the eyes I pierce Glazing unto on view Of my inner man looking back at me fierce I see the reflection of the 3rd man renew He's shown me glimpse of Heaven Of my inner man looking back at meI view I see with the eyes of the Lord mention My Father says I am ever His Ever more As such 6/7/24 Written words...

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I leave a trail that emanates on every tree that I walk past. A scent that tells I have been here, that this is my home. A smell of comfort and sincerity, that is my own presence. It can be as strong in strength as it can be sweet in attraction. To you or to your friend it can...

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You were loved once just because but in defiance of your lot perhaps in spite learned to dance, love again Think it's hidden in diamond's luster or hereafter not all the smiles nor outpour of laughter Educated, ready to reach the brass ring's test understanding even less of life's best Trade in yesterday for sister's and brother's just a taste of tomorrow's forevers never...

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I am not a jealous person by nature; But if I had to share you with God; Your heart your love I would be crazy; For the maker of your soul the Father of your spirit; He who holds Your Love first; Master Creator whom models you from clay and dirt; For in the foray of things you are His first; I'm...

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so held is her heart my soul Spirit do so ask a loving person so love I as such you are you're my everything loving person in mine 1/27/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr ©...

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Our misty eyes were destined for each other when at last we met at crossroads by the brook. Where some hidden hand of fate did gently guide us up enchanted pathways known to but a few. Passed the prickly rose bush shepherd on each side of us, passed barren plains worn out by trampling hoofs, toward the ever...

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I've tasted her, breath it was sweet; I envisioned her eyes her soul rested there; I held her heart as her mind beats; Caressing her thoughts I got caught up here; I loved her spirit as it flows with mine; Her touch was such gentle kind; Dearest darling soul you're such a find; Would you eternally be forever mind; 7/26/21 Written words by James...

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As such, moments are passing with happiness by my side why do I feel in life there’s something lacking side by side Relations, loyalty, friendship, with all I am glad What is the matter with me my heart’s feeling sad side by side Every moment is wonderful for fresh desires for life Dreams in my eyes I have and...

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A simple touch Is all it takes Little as such Is all it makes If it will It shall One simple tale Will tell Come along It all begins We belong Reality and dreams It all comes For you and me It all runs To once more be If all it takes Is a simple touch If all it makes From little as such...

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"I can only present one link, they called the work advertising... "spamming"!"" http://allpoetry.com/im "" http://www.poetrysoup.com/poems_poets/poem_detail.aspx?ID=262708 http://allpoetry.com/ban/show/6960 Humbly I say I have it on facebook it brings in an offering as much as it points another to the offering of another site. In essence it recycles itself providing and adhering to a greater purpose we both feel, the act and gracefulness of the spirit...

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Besides the insides That pound and beat From all disappering Things that float On endlessly In outer spaces I can't seem to Understand There is a tiny Part that Keeps it in Besides the storms That crash and smash Into all existing Things that melt Away seemlessly In darkend skies I can't seem to Believe There is a way Through this Natural mess Besides the persons That come and go Into all reality Things that break So easily In my truths I...

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A poem's a painting of a verse whose artist never once rehearsed the hues that he himself conceived for print. For poetry cannot be taught, nor can the perfect poem be sought-- a poet's words are not produced, but sent. A poem's a planted evergreen, the likes of which no one has seen, whose leaves are luscious and exempt from wane. For poetry cannot be stopped, nor...

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Through all things, day to day events of fast portions, let one thought stand tall in your mind; you are, always have been, and always will be human. As such you were born will live and will die imperfect. Fear not however because this imperfection is what makes you, I, and all we know true. It is the blood that flows...

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