Best Debt Poems

There are so many doors
Which ones should I choose
Green, yellow, brown, purple
and many different blues

Some of them are rustic
Others modern and clean
Some lead to the...

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The ignorant ones claim, 
I'm full of petty problems,
a slave to the darkness,
but if only they had seen 
how I've slaughtered 
malicious demonic sea creatures
that...

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there, among those Ruby Spires
          stood I, a-gazing toward the mist
     ...

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As my spirit look down on the flesh,
Will it be angry or happy at death,
Will the life that I have lived be an inspiration,
Or will...

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To forgive or not to forgive, that is the question.
When you are offended, whether real or imagined
by a loved one, a friend, or by someone...

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For God so loved this sinful world, He gave us all His son;
That we might live with Him one day, when life on Earth is...

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December 2017

Extremely high winds are forecast due to an influx of sprouts over Christmas . My New Year’s resolution to avoid chocolate is not the...

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I write upon the nimble hands of fleeting time
careful not to leave my musings behind
Sometimes penning with haste and speed
trying not to forget
a relevant word...

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She sat beside the waterfall
where gushing thoughts cascade,
like tears that flowed along her cheeks,
her heart set to invade.

He left alone for pastures new.
A scribbled note...

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Seconds lost on questioning,
why time's not left to chance?
Each moment is everlasting,
fate's no relentless circumstance.

We act as if time can be saved,
how pointless to believe.
Never...

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Twas the night before christmas 
and Christ was left out,
with no peep of the Good News,
no mountainous shout.

Stockings were hung 
by the chimney the same,...

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oh youth in all its callow shades
               is from our hope,...

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there dwells a darkness in us all
          those shadows trembling faintly
     ...

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On a pleasant Sunday morning,
beside a river in a park,
I went strolling in the city,
in the dawn just after dark.
Every bench; any haven,
slept a host...

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Brigitte my love
Our Country suffers of many debts
The people are restless
Whatever shall we do love?

Ah Macron, we must think past the cookies
The solutions are complex,...

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