Best At The End Of The Day Poems

Precious moments fade to black at twilight
as sleep shuts my weary eyes.
It’s the end of a day.

My wants, needs and expectations all rest
snuggly beneath my pillow...
where they'll peacefully sleep.

So goodnight, moon, and all the stars that shine.
So long to all birds that sing...
till we meet...

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There's nothing like it after a hard day's work
To ge stuck in traffic behind some jerk
He smiles in his mirror like he's having fun
So I show him my finger because he's number one

Now rush hour moves at such a horrible pace
By the time I get...

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Is this my achievement?
This is not what I planned for
Clueless answers is all I seem to get
Darkness now lights the room of my thoughts

Everything I built now in smithereens
Broken pieces now left for me
Beauty faded away like memories
As ashes that are worthless to me

But I...

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I could weep for rejection
Or whine about loneliness
But would it change anything?
Bring me closer to happiness?

No.
Because at the end of the day
My life isn't that bad.
No matter the heartbreak
Regardless how sad.

I'm still alive
Alive enough to pray
That I can still smile
At the end of the day....

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Another heart of gold, has been taken from our sight.
Sorrow, grief and tears, come at the speed of light.
Family and friends now gather, to make our final stand.
Life and death now join, we are walking hand in hand.

We're gathered as a group, to try and...

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I needed a little book to have
Something to write my heart desires
So burning, my heart stopped being quiet
This was enough for my pen to start.

In less than two hours I poured it all out
Things I saw but I could not yet touch
Just on point, I...

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render your worries to nights fall,...

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At the end of the day
I go back,
Travel the moments 
Of my field-path-
Retrace the harvest
And seed
Placed as children
In eider cradles....

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Dusk
Lights out
Lock the door
I turn towards home
This was another good day at the store...

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This crimson afternoon is getting late
with evening shadows growing ever long.
The sun is knocking loud at nighttime’s gate
as nature’s choir is singing evening’s song.

The western sky is painted coral hues
as day surrenders to the evening dusk,
and daylight slowly starting to diffuse
while giving way for darkness...

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crimson streaks in a fading sky,
the sun falls below the emerald. 


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May 15, 2013


Poetry/Crystalline/at the end of the day
Copyright Protected, ID 05-478-404-15
All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France...

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At The End Of The Day
This is simply my pessimistic observation of the ways of the world; A conundrum timeless, if you will.
At the end of the day, do we really know, does time stand still?
How can we really know what goes on behind closed...

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half smile starts to slip
     hairline cracks around the lips
pick up the pace down
     five flights she
hits the crash bar
stinging wind whips aside
     all that remains

the startling cruelty of
unfinished
blurs
his gentle pale eyes in...

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The sun is setting
The afternoon is ending
The store is empty
A few cars parked on the street
I'm content, this is complete...

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Rose from the dead , recarninated into what god had planned, i feel like im the walking dead. always cold bury be back in my sand.stresssed out, i wanna break out , lord plese grab my hand please take me on your walk fill my...

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