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Being Poems - Poems about Being

LOVE BEING LOST
Love being lost My tears merge with the storm The cool rain is making me sweat Don't want to be found Nobody is wondering Love being lost So enjoy the quiet vibe of being invisible So much of so many that I so miss Don't want to be found The mirrors go black in solidified hibernation Love being lost The apples receive scars from...

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Categories: being, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member DANGERS OF BEING AN FBI INFORMANT
AFTER WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI 1988 TO 1989 OPERATION INTO CORRUPT OFFICERS SELLING DRUGS CATRINA BELLS CLIFFORD JONES DRUG CARTEL SPECIAL AGENT PAULA BRAND ARLINGTON HEIGHTS ILLINOIS NEEDED TO GET OFFICERS WALTER BARNETT OF BUMPIN AUDIOS CITY LIGHTS LOUNGE I TOLD PAULA THIS WAS TOO DANGEROUS FOR ME BY GODS GRACE SPECIAL AGENT...

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Categories: being, allah,
Form: Naat



Autism And Savants
A quiet child with far-off eyes, Whispers numbers in the skies— The world outside may seem unclear, But inner stars are bright and near. He hums a song no one has taught, He draws from wells the world forgot, A thousand keys within one hand, Unlocking seas, unspoken land. She counts the birds before they land, She knows the shape of every strand Of wind...

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Categories: being, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member reflections on our being
we are the all let bliss squalls rise God calls; listen...

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Categories: being, god, i am, joy,
Form: Than-Bauk
Currency of Being Seen
No! Nobody forgets you. They just remember themselves more. It’s not hate, not truly. It’s the noise of their lives that drowns out the quiet of yours. They don’t sit around thinking of you. Not because you don’t matter, but because their minds are crowded with unpaid bills, unfinished dreams, and mirrors that lie to them, too. Nobody misses a poor person. Not out loud. Not where it counts. Because poverty makes...

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Categories: being, encouraging, feelings, life, psychological,
Form: Rhyme



Sorry for being me
I'm sorry for being black I'm sorry I ever cared Every moment Every smile Was pity Why be ashamed? When I'm just me Standards on standards to fit Expectations to meet People to please Now I am ashamed Ashamed that I could not fit and distort my true self for others Eight years old, on a staircase, trying to scrape off my complexion Maybe if I was not...

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Categories: being, abuse, africa, age, anti
Form: Free verse
Breath of Being Loved
W-ind E-mbraces N-ature's C-loud, E-ven L-ull O-f C-alm O-cean ©bfa052425 Monocrostic (Birthday of Wencel Oco) ...

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Categories: being, birthday,
Form: Other
Premium Member I Needed To Be
I needed to be I didn’t want anything in this life. Just kind. “You mean kindness.” Yes. I mean it, my Satan. “To be, to be.” There is no existence. “No being.” Then, where is the heart? “There is no heart.” But I needed to be. “To be.” Yes. “Drop heart.” I can’t. I have no heart. “Why?” Dried dream. “Understand.” Hmm....

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Categories: being, fate, life, psychological,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member In the depths of our being, where thoughts intertwine with uncertain dreams
In the depths of our being, where thoughts intertwine with uncertain dreams, there lies an error born from the womb of time, like an echo of origins, the belief that we exist solely to embrace happiness as a cloak of light, but as long as we persist in this illusion that dances on the edge of the abyss, and...

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Categories: being, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
I AM TIRED OF BEING NICE
I am tired. Usually in a “life has sapped itself out” But that isn’t what this is about. I. Am. Tired. Of my stupid styrofoam smile Squeaking under pressure all the while. I am tired. Of being walkedranmoppedraked overthroughon. And of being treated as dumb spawn or clueless pawn. I am calm, patient, quiet, KIND....

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Categories: being, life,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Paradiddle of Being - Book Three: Just Be
IX. In the ICU, machines create their own songo— ventilator, heart monitor, IV pump— forming an accidental orchestra the clutch of machinery holding time like a hi-hat choking its own decay. Underneath the electronic rhythms the human body maintains its own stubborn organic tempo— proving that even at the edge of existence we are fundamentally musical beings. The climate protestor's chant becomes a militant clave pattern— Save our planet!...

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Categories: being, community, dance, faith, friendship,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member To Being Waters Of God
To Being Waters Of God Wars evaporate the lives God gives us to live; but peace hydrates them:- It’s time for us to hydrate and dissolve life’s worldwide wars:- ...

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Categories: being, allegory, analogy, introspection, life,
Form: Tanka
A black girls guide to not being believed
Well first of you have to be black So if your not sorry about that I guess you're just gonna have to be believed I know for once your not included How does it feel not to be the centre of attention I guess it must be hard having white privilege Oh and also being favoured And no...

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Categories: being, color, discrimination, race, racism,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member BEING IN GOD'S DELIVERENCE
BEING IN GOD’S DELIVERANCE Be of pregnant faith, Its waters breaking daily; Healings being born: Fertilized hope delivers. Nothing can abort God’s grace:- ...

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Categories: being, allegory, encouraging, extended metaphor,
Form: Tanka
Premium Member Essence
Joy reveals the essence of our being...

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Categories: being, happiness, happy, joy,
Form: Free verse

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