Best Change Of Mind Poems

Chapter books give glimpses of
Happy days and better times.
Answers are not provided, only
Negligent promises of far-flung majesty and
Grand illusion to poison the heart and
Eat away at the soul.

Yesterday is portrayed as an
Opulent image of fanciful falsehoods and 
Unruly heroes conquering the status quo and
Rescuing the...

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Tell me dear, gently
And please possibly
Truly and fastly
Mind and heart concurly
Must  make-up not routinely.

If ever you change
Tour mind and heart must dictate
Not the cudgel of someone
But if that’s the case
To respect it shall commence.

Perhaps loving me
I finally realize
Your vow is just a piece
And never...

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I’LL ALWAYS BE AROUND IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND i  can't change a dollar

When feeling trapped some people take to the sky
Some others take to the sea
I was wondering if a woman like you could teach me to fly
Nay, surely not a knave like...

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I once thought of winter as the grave,
Of all the seasons, it wouldn’t behave.
Always bitter, never would it save,
Grimacing and weeping, though quite brave.

Musings of hearths and blazing fires,
Held my thoughts, my heart’s desires.
Warming my bones from Winter’s satires,
Birds chirping from frosty nests despite kindly...

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I thought that i forgot what I should should do with this,
I want to be able to use it,
I want to be able to explore it...
taste it,
feel it, 
change it,
twist it, 
turn it. 
But first I have to find out what it is, 
Is it...

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A quiet voice can be your choice
Why yell or shout -- He'll hear you out
To change a mind requires no noise
But seeds of doubt to think about...
To plant them firm, first pave the way
Make soft the ground, with love all 'round
Massage his mind for sev'ral...

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Definite Dinah definitely doesn’t change her mind
Ferociously feeling firm in all ideas, she will find
Kids maneuver around her; she is not awfully kind
When she bargains and barters, it is legally bind

We saw Dinah debating where we usually dined
Warning the waiter she almost never will change...

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re-post inspired by Cindi contest

Pathway to joy
paved gold not alloy

Resolute and true
eternal life in view

Our pathway to joy
paved gold not alloy

A life passionate,yet pure
A promise so sure

On  pathway to joy
paved gold not alloy

Creating compassion
learning His lesson

Our pathway to joy
paved gold not alloy...

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That stiff-neckedness; that boulder-like stoneness
The so-called track-travel; that perfection-proneness
The 'looking-down-upon' others as backboneless
That sharp surety of sheer, shadowless shallowness
All came to a standstill like a train on a halt.
I felt something stopping my voluntary vault.

'Take it easy'—I heard the inner self prompting.
'There's a need for...

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I've been a Christian for sixty years now,
introvert, I longed for Jesus to return
More often my prayers went something like this:

come
come, Lord
come quickly
come fill our thirst
come, spotless Bridegroom
come,  take your bride away
come, conclude your covenant
come, set up your earthly kingdom
come, show your pow’r over...

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Despite walking through darkness 
There’s a light at the end of this 
Despite these thoughts 
I know things can get better 

Always wishing I could be dead 
When I need more sleep 
Asking for a bullet to the head 
When I need more time to...

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gradually,
      not all of a sudden
we are lost,
we possess nothing-
by chance 
            discovery
a notion 
            of prime
importance 
...

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He didn't read the letters she sent; 
That fact was quite evident;
The candles burned and sorrow churned; 
Once again she had been burned;

Missing him days and nights; 
She writes and writes and writes her plight;
Hope and pray there will come a day;
When  he will...

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When time springs ahead, that's when I fall behind.
I can't catch up with that hour; it has messed up my mind!

I'll always be late, that you can count on.
I'm just counting the days till I hear Winter's song.

No, I don't like early dark, but I...

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I claimed ---and passionately---
that I'd never have a small dog, 
much less one with "poo" in its name.
Not for me yappy Yorkies, shivering Chihuahuas,
shaky Shih Tzus, or terrible terriers.
Give me a wolfhound, a Dane, a mastiff,
a dog with paws like saucers, 
a bark like thunder,...

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