Best High On Life Poems

What do you want out of Life?

The question seemed simple enough.
But not only had I never thought about it,
I didn’t understand it.
I really didn’t.

We’d always...

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Broken,beaten,blind and lost
All but a spark of hope left to keep warm
But dig and claw on bruised muscles, on broken limbs
Until the light day fills...

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By the time I finished highschool, my top highest dream that I wanted to accomplish before any of my other so many dreams
  ...

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We are young
Love to sing the red maple’s sorrow
Love to ask why people are so busy
Love teasing merchants as they crazily whooped 
Sometimes we see...

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Numbers and letters on Excel
Determine how I excel
Teacher plays wizard
Competition rises
Prize of apples, robes, cars
Blood thirsty blood hounds
On a chase
Or a race
Bye, childhood
Friendliness no longer...

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6:23 PM
Clock ticks ticks ticking 
Hunched back and sprawled all over
I get this feeling
Fingers taps taps clicking
Pen taps in repetition 
I hate this feeling
I stared...

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I’m huddled up in my usual spot outside
Cold as a dog’s nose
On the old park bench, eating air pies
Drinking crushed sun, watching for a sign
Counting...

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I walk into such thicket for such answers
	Life purpose
		For hope of learning nature’s charms
	To find life purpose
		For those days I lay dying
			I hope to not...

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I never saw myself as an old man
Never thought two-thousand would come either
I lived my life not on any one plan
Sweated through high school without...

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Every day I walk with people.
Maybe not side by side,
Maybe not in the same stride,
But we are walking step by step.
Together.
To reach
To find
Our own stars
In...

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I wanted to fly and be a fighter pilot

From my youngest age

Shooting enemy Soviet planes down

Before they could nuke us

The sky called to me

A lofty...

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He was eager to have friends.
He was glad to see us.
He was ready to show off his bunk-beds.
He was 4.


He was arrogant. 
He was not...

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If your heart was a diamond, perfect and clear,
glittering gleaming like a broken heart's tear,
if lust was coal, dusty and black,
would it make you realize...

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I swear, my parents act like they were never teens in a pandemic growing up.

I was watching “Perry Mason,” an HBO show set in the...

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