Best Experiences Poems

We all have experiences
Most that define us
They may be exciting, cheerful or lovable
Or frightning, terrible, or emotional

All of these experiences
Make you who you are
Who will you be?
What choices will you make?

You only have one life,
So choose wisely
One what path you will take
The left or the...

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A woman’s spirit hovers
above an inert body that is hers.
She sees the surgeons cutting
and then sees their frantic efforts
as they try to bring her back to life.
She had died and yet is able
to describe exactly everything
they’d said and done 
when her anesthetic wears off!

Others –...

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Experienced a third bigger earthquake recently but this poem I wrote for a smaller earthquake years ago)

My first trivial tremor experience had been in Southern Africa
And now this puny earthquake I felt in Tanzania. 

I saw every thing waltz to and fro and lightly shake
Bottles...

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*When I was 6, a neighborly man said,"Good morning little boy. Are you waiting for a bus? "No sir, I said.  We don't have a bus. I'm waiting for my brothers and sisters. Our school is about a mile away, and most times, especially...

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My first experience in the water
when my dad threw me in
at the tender age of five I was
from then water fear hit my chin

I never learned to swim for years
till in my late twenties I took a dip
taking lessons at local swim pool
struggled at first...

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Life according to remnants of some silly experiences is
A whole bunch of experiences it is
Good or bad it is
A guiding angel she is
Happen what may, no time there is
To brood in the past and weep, but it is
To learn from the behind and reflect; a...

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I was bruised by dogmatically non-evangelical
Christ monotheistic Jehovah judgmental bad faith
of divine powers
equally entitled
to generously create love
and selfishly act out of jealousy
divine punishment for unfaithful sins
of worship omission
and secularizing commission

Prescribed and proclaimed
by the inspired
and kleptocratically negotiated
Greek
and Latin
and English transubstantiations
of AnthroSupremacist visions
monotheistically speaking
and singing
and dancing
in not-dark-female...

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So many moments reflecting.
Refracting so many experiences.

The lenses of time’s, evolutionary passing
have become moments of history pressing,
pressing upon one’s memories hoard
within which all has been stored.

There has become this void !!!
Reminiscing may help to avoid.

These memories, lucid, will remain
until more adventures come again
to enliven one...

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we often get up and fight for many things in life 
but in the end we fight and sometimes we lose 
but sometimes the decision is not always mandatory
so when your time comes ask yourself what will you choose

sometimes life throws a hardball at us...

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Life was never meant to be a fairytale
But rather a copulation of incidents
That improves our knowledge base
By creating experiences to learn from

Life is more like a picnic
Good food, entertaining company
A soft blanket, sunshine and a cool breeze
Making a perfectly planned day to enjoy

But with each...

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A true angel removes your mask
Seems to be her task
Digs  into your belief system some more
Asks how you gained your values, core

I am a creature of habits old
A product of my experiences untold
A book easily read
Raised on biases instead...

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Authors and writers, poets of all; 
We are a group of scribers
You can see down our halls. 

On documents, on paper, 
In books that we read. 

Writing our words; 
As if no one is watching
Choosing our letters
Writing poems: Oh, so touching! 

Scribers we are; 
We...

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We’re given a heart to love with
We’re given a mind to think with
We’re given a Creator to humble us
We’re given experiences for blessings and lessons in life...

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Are My Words So Foreign Or Obtuse 
That You May Not, Within Them, See Truth? 
That We Live Together Within, 
While Without We Share, What May One Day, 
Become A Common View; 
A Mutual Love Born Beyond The Forming 
Of All Words. 
A View We...

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I wandered the Vale and Harvington,
A singin' me songs with passion,
Back then I liked to live frugally,
But me melodies were never on ration!

One evening whilst singing in Banbury,
The Police pulled up in their car,
Out stepped a tall copper 
I'm in trouble now proper!
But he wanted...

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