Best Halfheartedly Poems

As God breathed life into us,
so must we accept his gift!

Breathe in the life he gave you
for yourself -
and do it not halfheartedly.
Inhale deeply every little thing.
Swallow your experiences too as if
they were tasty morsels of food.
You can gulp them down with excitement
or savor them...

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Scrambling tooth and nail for a patterned fate
I approached the lofty mansion of Learning's Gate.
All cued up for a slip of paper - the one they call Degree,
halfway convinced that I hallucinated humanity.
For who under their own free will would venture
into this spiraling sameness:
this illustriously-in-debt,...

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They come to me with their tall tales.
I pretend to listen to their fables
Appropriately sad, I say
It's well my sister. 
Everything will be fine 
I say it like I truly mean it.
The truth is,
I have my own problems to deal with.


People throw banters and enquire...

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On my return from London



Happiness of meeting dears
and then the pain of parting;
My longings fail to give up
to the things most heartening; 

Back to memory lane ....

When Sun rose with tender smiles
and opening of those little eyes;
As giggles marked end of the day 
with everyone...

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     We sat at the end of the bar in a seedy place on Seventh street.  Nursing our drinks, we both had a bit too much that night.  My Whiskey Sour, you could tell everything about me by my...

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There's weeds in my
garden I can't use a
ho(e)
The man who could
pull them don't care
no mo

The ****'s overgrown
I might need a plow
But it's waited so
long that it's no
use now

When we planted the
thing we both shared
the work
Then one day I
looked up and said,
"Where is that
jerk?"

My back started
aching,...

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An early morning half moon sets, casting an eerie glow over  
my waning flower garden. The fireflies’ warm glow is long gone.

Robins once inhabiting the high branch of the oak have left 
only bits of shell in an empty nest, a reminder of warmer...

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Sweet Just the Way I Like It

you're a genius she moaned
there can only be so much money in circulation
he replied halfheartedly fingering her abacus
the moon arose sharp as a razor
and they set about creating a dynasty
a master race of thumb sucking idiots
that arose from the...

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Finding a Home

I always yearned for the sky to turn blue
Walking in the rain was all I knew
I would halfheartedly splash around
My true feelings never did make a sound
Never did have a home
Optimistically I thought it was luck to freely roam
Walked around in my waned...

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I’ll catch you before you run away
Open up the corridor of my mind’s eyes
Gottah wake up…
Gottah wake up
Gottah wake up and sift out these lies
Don’t run away…
Don’t run away…
Don’t run away this fine day, no one says their goodbyes

Open up your heart 
Open up your...

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Got to use that anti-gravitational 
hyper beam to draw people in,
only to hide from them everything.
Safety lies in obscurity.
Safety lies, primarily, in not being the same.
It comes for me when I'm indifferent. 
I try to treat you the same.

I play the parts.
I say the words.
I...

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Galaxies of glory
Strikes me vigorously
Stars do shine
Like turning wine
You are mine like guitar strings
You're my serpentine swine (holding unto someone that's stubborn)
I am like a butterfly without wings
Darkness will not veil His illumination 
Galaxies of glory is our passionate destination 

Illusions of delusional delight
Is seen...

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I was uneasy throughout the day on Monday
Attended to my routine chores halfheartedly
I read the morning newspaper nonchalantly
Without grasping a fraction of the fine print.

Could not concentrate on anything specific
Felt as though enveloped by a vague feeling
I was sucked into an inexpressible vacuum
And somehow dragged...

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You crawl beneath my timid heart
Deploying feeble desires
I speak with vivacious eloquence
But, I have not changed my reasoning

Or, lack there of

I dive, head-strongly, into the same folly
Dreaming dreams I've halfheartedly dreamed before
With vehemence as my blind witness:
I stab at the sands, to search for sentiment

[The...

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old enoch goggleyed and goatbearded
strolling with a jealous god
under a silksilver sun
beneath a stonewashed cotton sky
stopped
sighed
tugged at his rusty sackcloth toga
trailed a barebrown
caloused big toe through
the ochre coloured sand
stung a split nail on a surprised scorpion tail
and solemnly suggested
by way of a pleasant stutter

i know...

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