Away(P) Poems - Poems about Away(P)

The dead that now know God's move in predestined wind Sift through the free grass. You must be longer in there than I'm now taller. Above you, to leave Where distant dogs bark, since then My fallen soul buries rest....

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My head crashes to the desk. Flashbacks—oh, so cruel. A hammering heart, a desperate soul, I reach to touch you… But you vanish. I run to you, but you’re always faster, Slipping away again. “Come back,” I scream. He says, “No, I don’t love you… I never really did.” Silence. I stop running. “No… no.” Sobs break free. My chest feels hollow— Not from grief, But from the absence of...

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I walked away not free from snags caused by those in authority, but to be free from cruelty to save my spirit against evilness  And injustice in power's grip Tied up by abusive six sprawling  division in command, footsteps no trace, only an echo weeping soul in the dusk! Harsh words dug deeper into my soul— sickening insults to my inner self— a burden carried within the shadowed kingdom. So...

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I want to fall away… but I held on I want to hold on… yet I fell away Feelings sway to belong to begone I wanted tomorrow from a yesterday We invented time Does it mean it’ll never end? Timeless to find Lifetimes to never know when I would wish for something I never knew Yet never can we understand beyond Living lives exhausted to...

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On Monday Jay was rather gay merry I mean not the other way on his algebra he got an A boasted a bit in way of a bray what about Tuesday was it a good day? Yes, because it’s the day he gets his pay this was stated by his girlfriend Fay She is older than most, her hair is gray Wednesday was...

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It’s not easy walking away Its not harder to feel alone I have words with no way to say There is a world and just my home I did not look back I did not want to say goodbye Courage perhaps or wisdom lack Without words… can I still lie? Each step… each thought Brings me closer and further I’m free yet caught Was walking away...

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I sit on a straight back red vinyl chair in a Chinese Take Away waiting for my beef and black bean sauce, pork chow mein and a serving of special fried rice - hear from behind a beaded rainbow coloured curtain the sizzle and spit of hot oil, the constant sound of a ladle scraping the sides of a wok,...

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Those we love don’t go away They walk beside us every day ...

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Put my life away You don’t need this life Watching you from the dark Lost your desire No. It was mine You. Was a desire I respect life Put my life Away Fill Bye ...

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All that I am I gave away For just to come and see The ever-dying summer day With sunlight through your tree You’ve gone, but on the record Your voice remains with me It takes about split second To change the time, to be Back in the endless days To see again your smile You’re talking through November haze I answer from July.. ...

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Walking across a college campus classes done till Fall I hear those lessons never taught on winds that truth recalls The questions that we used to prize now locked away in files To favor dogma’s jagged edge — in deaf self-serving bile (Villanova University: July, 2025) ...

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He slipped away? Or did they take him? Stranger things have happened, have they not? Why do I ask so many questions of myself? Or am I asking questions of him? I could make statements. He went off of his own accord. This is one of his stranger happenings. I have to ask so many questions. So, this could be a question. Or is...

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Time was not far we would get into bed, Put head on to pillow and fall asleep Under the grace and by Morpheus aided, Unto another world in one smooth leap Embraced by Hypnos, in a state higher. Why O sleep, hast thou slipped away from life, In bed, eyes shut, my mind when fights false fire— In digital orchestra...

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Time drips drops of sorrow like engine oil. It coats the gears of yesterday's labor, keeping grinding on forward in a regular way, slip, slip sliding away. Tears unbind the spindle of memory’s wheel. Dreams, frozen in candle wax, melt in the sun’s heat, causing memories to slink and drip, slip, slip sliding away. Hands clutch hard,...

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I love when we sit in the hot bright sun, add some butter or we will get well done. Sky and water of ice blue, better than the dull store view. Oh! look I am popping so I will run....

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