Best Light At The End Of The Tunnel Poems

"What a fine day for a picnic," my friends all said,
In the dog days of summer, with the hot sun overhead.

We would all go for a swim, and then have a fine lunch,
And would return refreshed and happier, we had a hunch.

So, we headed for...

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There’s a light at the end of the tunnel
You'll get through this mess either way
When you look back your be laughing
Looking forward to face a new day
Don't dwell on all of your failures
Remember the good old days
There's a light at the end of the tunnel
That...

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Once I looked for a book publisher,
who would help me become published.
The search changed from a book publisher,
to book publishers - their publication fees
were beyond my means.
My hope trekked in the Internet for two years,
searching for a place to halt.
As I was about to throw...

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Clambering through the darkness
Grasping at whatever is there
Heading toward that glimpse of light 
In desperation and despair

Stumbling and falling
Time and time again
Focused only on that glimpse of light
At the very end

So weary and weak
Though you must struggle on
As the light is getting closer
It won’t be...

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So filled with flaws always headed in a wayward direction
The one who so often falls and is anything but a reflection
One very large plank in my eye that even I am able to see
Very often late to realize in just the knowing that that's me

How...

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They told me that
There is light at the
End of the tunnel.
They told me that I 
Do not lose my hope.
That there is light-
Somewhere at the end-
Yet they did not say
The tunnel 
Would be like this.
So long and so dark
Is it even a tunnel?
I don’t know...

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Looking into the future
the future is now
what have we accomplished?
still a primitive society
still fighting
still killing 
still starving
science fiction now science fact
we toy with mother nature
ability now to clone
the first step towards cyborgs
programmed to hunt
to kill
destroy
destruction of the human race
war on humanity continues...

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there is light at the end of the tunnel
no matter how dark things may seem
there is light at the end of the tunnel
no matter how bad things have been
the horizon may look cloudy for some time
but after the rain God will make the sun shine
there...

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Spinning the shadows close ever quicker
Gasping for breath energy spent
Running for the light that shows the path
The wind scratches against the skin
The earth  falling away  as each foot steps
whispers of promised torments  they wont forget
A pillar of light finally within sight
So close...

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addiction? i do not know of such a thing
I only know love hate angry and sadness
If you cant be addicted to those you cant be addicted to anything
A gift i was born with a problem to overcome
but once i was over it i have the...

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Lives meander through the zigzag bend
Everything was hinting an inevitable end
Leaving all those distinct permanent scars, behind
Only to find
I lost my peace, with this haunting ease, that disturbs the tranquil mind.

A well- crafted climactic moment
You uttered the words what you meant
And life felt as half...

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birth into this world 
climbing out of debts full grasp 
looking towards new life...

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She grew up in the florida sun,
and started using drugs for fun;
To heighten the party and to "fit in",
She didnt know she'd end up out on a limb;
During her marriage she continued with pot,
but encounteered problems and untied the knot;
She went on with her life,...

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She grew up in the florida sun,
and started using drugs for fun;
To heighten the party and to "fit in",
she didnt know she'd end up on a limb;
During her marriage she continued with pot,
but encountered problems and untied the knot;
She went on with her life, she...

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How many railroad ties will it take to get from here to where I'm going. Aimlessly rolling along the tracks without noticing the boxcars of baggage I'd been stowing. 

So I slowly started sifting through forgotten freight as my rebuild picked up steam. Piecing myself...

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