Attempt Poems - Poems about Attempt

How do you fight when the battle is within you, and every attempt seems doomed to fail, When you thought you were strong, but now you see you're caught in the web of doubt, A stranger in your own skin, searching for a self that once seemed so certain, I try to rise, but I fall again, chasing...

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I see thee yet, mine eyes on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Thus to mine eyes, o'er th'one half world 'pon the sacred curtained sleep, Seek thou sure and firm, set stepp'd earth nigh summon thee to Heaven, for 'twas echoed knell, Thy very soul hath prate of thy whereabouts, hear it not, 'tis seeming rest, Was't...

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I walk into my mom’s room, filled with fear, As nausea is bubbling in my core. I say nothing, it’s already clear; I took a b’ttle of pills just like before. Tears fall from my eyes and drip from my chin, As screaming insults fall from my mom’s lips. She yells, “Get in the car,” and the pr’cess begins. She cont’nues to...

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Just got charged for attempt to sale Words on paper no need for a scale Just pure joy and pain frowns and laughter Living life to the fullest anything can happen Dreams come true but the foot work has to be done by you So many start and never finish ...

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Into racially charged environs burst cattlemen with branding irons Followed, fortunately, by squadcars' screaming sirens Whew... Sure glad those were 'dry runs'...

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In snow and mud stuck off the road On hill—we killed anti-skid mode Then cleaned your tire tread And rocked straight ahead So now you've no need to be towed! ...

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Do not knock on the door of my heart if you don't know how to love...

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I just tried to leave sweety memories behind Yet, ants and flies were rather unkind...

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You can’t understand how that sounds. You laugh, but you look like clowns. Don’t repeat the joke. Don’t assail my ears with what you would call a humorous tale. I don’t have the patience for this. My head pounds. I’d rather eat coffee grounds than listen to your waste of nouns. But heaven forbid you notice this detail. You can’t understand. Your obliviousness astounds. It...

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Braced to fight tough for triumph Stockpiled testosterone Fizzed bicarb in her bloodstream Sucked bitterness alone Flooded home, battle surmounted ...

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Reminiscent time Good days and bad days behind Look to the future...

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Lun varya menu lun varya Faar dita tun bunda aryaa.....

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Narrated Aisha:The Prophet in his ailment in which he died,used to say"O Aisha! I still feel the pain caused by the food I ate at Khaibar,and at this time,I feel as if my aorta is being cut from that poison....

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underwater thinking about slaughter open to discussion wanting to play percussion refusing to breath easy having difficulty and feeling queasy hearing a different rhythm trapped in a spinning abstract prism wanting to break the seductive glass wishing i could get a special pass laying in the sand newly bought pocket knife in hand thinking about neckties wanna slice until something wet flies underwater thinking about slaughter then out of the blue I.....HEAR.....YOU...

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We fell because of his dishonesty which comes from selfishness when he forcefully lies to your face and you couldn’t careless answers to questions you avoided asking to avoid the whole process Yet he continues to lie regardless with ignorance and stress You know he’s lying and you don’t care but he doesn’t listen or...

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