Best Ebb Away Poems

The clock on the wall says half past eight , and I'm going to be late again
The clock counts down my earth time and never misses a beat 
each tick tock is of my life clock, one less breath to breathe
It's  no fun when...

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All. Day. Long.

I sit there, in my chair, All. Day. Long. 
Glaring at people I hate. 
The people who are but mere memories.
Mere dust in the wind.

All that I know has blown away, 
taken by my faulty actions.
The dull replay of Meteora fills my room...

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I come to you with a broken spirit and an open mind,
Seeking your wisdom and ties that bind,

Asking for nothing more than a comforting hand,
A place for this drifter to safely land,

But you turn me away because of your own defects
Quoting me phrases from an...

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Without Your Love

Without your love, my life
I feign would ebb away.
Without you love, that
kindled flame of passion’s fire,
would turn to ashes cold and gray.

Without your love, my heart
grows cold, my feelings dead.
Without your love, those moments
when we chance to meet,
would change from happiness to dread.

Without...

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as rain begins to fall from the sky
my forgotten memories make me cry
I feel forsaken and I don't know why
my entire body begs to die
as tears slowly fall from the sky

the rain comes down harder still
and I force down a bitter pill
a pill of sorrow...

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Ooh Lord,
Lost between files, forgotten in daily schedules
slipping away  in the daily humdrum of dear life
 and quietly  ebbing from  my mind is  a verse.
Of the warm embrace of the yellow orb that attends my mornings,
And of the friendly chatter and...

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Destroyed

By Nathan Hannen

Hello, Hello, Are you there?, Said the animal to the human
Yes, Oh yes, Im here to kill you, Renounce your habitats
Ruiner of nature and all that's good, What do you think you are doing?
What I have been told, My lordship
But what is your...

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Death, where are you

01/05/2018



Battered and broken, body a crumpled and crushed mess,
Lifeless on cold concrete, near death, in distress.
Motorbike versus truck, who won? Well you can guess.
                  ...

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REWORKED     27 OCT 2017

I'm sorry  I'm reposting this, I had to rework it for better meaning continuity and flow of speech.


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Time pulls life by its hand 
and she's gliding along, 
to see, to sense to enjoy, 
proliferates with pride,
but..... it's...

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Born into this world full of hope
but soon we feel it ebb  away
so many struggles are in our face
there's no lack of them every day

Our reaction is to turn right around
immediately change gear reverse back
run from all our life's troubles
but honestly forward's the right...

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You pain alone, someone else can't feel your flesh where feelings etch, and named anguish. With so many around feel alone, can't truly share it, to soften and wane. Words don't transfer feelings, only describe them a bit, they don't make you feel what someone...

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That day I met you in park
I did not see any a woman
but an angel in golden body
golden without any stains

Come along to live with me
the only life under the sun
let the moon stop to watch
let the sea calm down to see

You are mine forever...

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Card Pack Play

You should have told me sooner you didn't wish to stay
Not adding more years, as you continued to play
Women are your weakness they fall for your charm
Eyes opened wide I should have listened to bells alarm

To late did I realise your cheating done...

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A ragged, faded shirt hangs hopelessly
upon the bruised and tattered skin.
The scruffy looking jacket hides
an emotional tornado twisting within.

Torn jeans reject a patch's tender repair,
as knobby knees quickly wear them out.
Worn out shoes quietly trip
over the endless rocks of self doubt.

Many proud and foolish colors...

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Daisy Magill
1889-1919

A person knows when she will die.
I knew it. 
My uncle Harry knew it.
And my consumption knew it too.
My dying day was a sunny one, my friends.
As the July sun bathed my garden flowers outside,
I felt my life force slowly ebb away from me,
There,...

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