Behavior Poems - Poems about Behavior

I blink at light that isn’t there, And speak to shadows on the stair. My meals are clocks, my sleep is wrong— I hum one phrase all evening long. The mirror twitches when I grin, A second self beneath my skin. I file my dreams in numbered rows, And tell the ants what no one knows. I weep when spoons are out of...

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Can you live forever? Why feel you are Over another When you're not Their creator and provider Just because you're in your prime. I can't make you feel less But won't make you Feel above me either Variety is the spice of life Why disparaging another? Like Jesus said; Do unto others, as you want others to do unto you. If it hasn't...

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poetry, fleeting verses first they arrive and enchant then they settle and leave if they are not enthroned...

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I gave what I had... she demands from me harshly what I own and don't...!...

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Icebergs floated all around me – frozen is no place to safely flee. I fell down on an ice crystal, then I heard you whistle and felt myself turn towards bold so I could leave this place so cold. So many crevices and cracks. Frigid ice coated my back. A glacier's huge backhand flew our memories to slush land. As my shivers began to shake, I...

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Can not be a good person, who knows the truth and lies... It can only be evil who only tells lies knowing the real truth...!...

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From our mistakes, we don't get gain, We think less, studying for us is a pain. From this world called poetry, I'm not in vain looking for fame. I am not looking for fame and a throne, I will do my best for Alash forlorn. I'll say in every stanza of my poem, Crying is not suitable for a man. At a young...

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Best bitters; black bar beer, Brewed brown but ~ bottled blue. Drunk dirty; delays drag, During dark ~ dreadful days. Though taken through tough times, Thoughts turn to ~ tingling taste. Confusing consciousness, Clear conscience ~ clouded case. Still sip slow, sounds so sane, Same songs sung ~ safety strong. Brains behave beautifully Breeding bright ~ better behaviors....

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Look at where your behavior led, to the candles in my bedroom; Close enough to smell my perfume; Come, tear into this silken thread; You may use the nickname instead, I tend to call it a playroom; Look at where your behavior led, to the candles in my bedroom; Wax dripping where it’s intended, your glow on me turns to a plume; Ready to give...

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Going through life facing false accusations verbal assaults and other negative behaviors, but proving you can overcome all...

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Last night together baby, pains my core. One two three four, one two three four. La la la la la, la life is gonna stop. La la la la la, la husk is gonna rot. Festering in my basement, shh baby face it. If you run, oh it’ll get me mushy squishy and wet! Plea I beg you sprint my furry...

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Dancing minds feed singing bodies Dancing healthy bodies breed singing wealthy minds. Messianic minds find transcendent faith in wealthy blue-sky synergy when bodies anticipate immanent red-blooded warm hope for sacred EarthTribe's healthiest green co-passionate integrity. Whether we feel we must perfectly invest in cooperative crown-chakra minds invoking co-pleasuring organic root-chakra bodies Or think we must imperfectly divest of uncompetitively degenerating bodies provoking dispassionately fading minds Is an unnatural win/lose root...

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Tall Her Eminence stood, calling my name, My first-grade teacher of notable fame, Who had taught most all my kin years before, Now she was summoning me to her court. She was judge and jury, penalized fast, Any wrongdoing or mischief in her class, No one could counsel me in my disgrace, She was the defense too, for goodness sake. I had committed...

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Galley slave to obsessive compulsive disordered behavior announces... Fore score minus xv orbitz ago from being centenarian strong contractions forced me to pass thru cervix, buck naked bare lady, I ranked as only grandson sharing same surname as Aaron, (mine paternal grandfather) me the sole heir – foreshortened to Sol Aire evinced scrawniness then (as shown via ultrasound), which at birth became crystal clear, unbeknownst to parents obsessive hidden compulsive...

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Today was the first day I held a sledgehammer with intention Callouses connect palms to fingers tiny fleshy boa constrictors. There is no catharsis I know this to be a hollow act With a face smithed of iron, a body lathed with linseed wood, and a head full of nothing. No I am not thinking, I am in fact refusing to do so. This...

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