Attached Poems - Poems about Attached

My memories are now alive. but my words disappear. my old apparitions visit me. but my dreams are nowhere to be found My loves have forgotten me... How will I be able to live ...

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The threads we weave in the early years Define the ties that hold our fears Attachment forms, a hidden thread Guiding the paths where we are led Some reach for love with open arms while others guard with quiet alarms The past, it molds the way we love A blueprint written from above My paper seeks to lift the veil To understand...

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Love is said to be so many things a man can define, an unexplainable, heart-warming and deep sensation filled with the tentacles of nostalgia, a feeling so selfish to react to and unselfish to share with one's soulmate, Anthony and Cleopatra would be smiling from their graves at the sight of this beautiful piece of...

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A Blunderbirds fan Knows E Parker Had christened his yappy pup Harker Neighbours caused a riot Cos it’s never was quiet With hindsight it's name should be Barker ...

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The light of yonder sun shines upon all, bestowing its boons without any judgment, regardless of our beliefs, just as Mother Earth too nurtures all life forms which borrow elements so why then does religion divide man? What is religion but a thought construct, conditioned belief that gives us hope, whilst also shrouding us in fear, speaking of sin and of hell, whereas the plain truth is that God’s...

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You asked for no strings attached So I pull at my lose threads I feel as though I am about vomit I don’t recognize who I am anymore and neither do you But I keep pulling because You asked for no stings attached Each imperfection is another lose end for me to pull … I am...

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I can't stop thinking about you, how you are and what you are up to? Did you have eating something for the day? Are you okay? Then there was this question so deep in my mind, it just can't get out, it's stop there, it has build a house. A house with four members Do you still love me?? Do you miss...

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Someone special died because you drink and drive Dear drunk driver I want you to know Forgiveness is a fire enlight save souls Maybe you live Maybe you are deceased Maybe you forgive Maybe you are hurting Blue you blue drink Driving reckless quicker Lives are linked cause you can’t handle liquor You didn’t care You knew you were drunk Car a weapon killing daughter or...

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This is a joyous day. I want to co-cover you in the Heart of God. Just be present share in the joy of this new day for your heart of hearts. He will always be your heart my wish for you because God is better than good to you. May I share and enjoy of...

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make me real the puppet ragged its master ~ no i hate wind up toys By David Kavanagh...

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An overwhelming sorrow, no escape, not even in sleep, only undying pain, only overwhelming endurance. Hot tears fall easily, but I must exist; it is your dictate, it is your wish, I cannot but obey and bear the sacrifice. No insanity for me, no easy escape I scream at night in love and pain for you know well the art of sex. I love and grieve, yet it is...

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After thousands of years due to global ice melt in the permafrost my carcass has been unearthed. Not surprisingly I was hairy and proto-Slavic. Some idiot named me ‘Derick Specimen 974.2’, My spirit watched as they soaked me in warm water then froze me up again. How many times must my remains be poked about like this? For centuries I have been interned, exhumed, washed away and...

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We are to attached Our lives have many forms. These are our remainders. To give our stuff up it seems to be to much. Emotional and Physical. Our scars We hang on until tomorrow. Memories from yesterday's. Our things we collect are are treasures. And I ask Can what we hold in our hands be the same. As in...

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If I’m proud of my country does it make me racist? Better than all those in separate places, a stigma attached in nationality cases a taboo pride for thoughtless wasters. But I can be proud of my team or my family, sing songs out loud whilst beaming proudly, I can be proud of my...

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"To get what you desperately covet, you must go the extra mile!' - quote by poet Let me tell you a story About a tween mama's boy. ...

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