Best My Thoughts Poems

Beside the still waters he leadeth me
Shepherd of my wandering soul
I do not want for anything, you see,
My shepherd has made me whole.

I have walked the treacherous path
But I did not need to be afraid
The rod and staff my shepherd hath
I can lie down in both sun and shade.

When I am tired and, oh, so...

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Life led by the thoughts of another...will never be your own...

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Cotton candy clouds adrift
upon these twilight autumn skies
Silently in colors formed,
taking breaths and casting sighs

Aglow, a moon of muted light
above these branches, rests in wait
Reaching o’er the final glimpse
of this hour getting late

Here I stare in wishful views
wondering on scattered winds
Shall this spell of moonlit phase
find you dreaming once again 

A’ dance upon your waking...

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Grief
Quiet
My thoughts wander
Feet walk the path
Trials of life fade beneath the canopy...

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My thoughts 

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My thoughts are what I’m thinking
My thoughts are all my own
I think the thoughts I think I’ll think
And think them all alone

The thoughts I think are constant
I think them day and night
Because they are not what you think
That does not make you right

My thoughts sometimes are happy
At times I think they’re sad
Thinking ‘bout...

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In the silent blizzard of my thoughts, I reflect upon the madness that unites the crowds,
Where the masses of individuals consider all who are not part of the collective madness to be insane,
Anyone who crosses beyond this thick wall of conformity,
It is natural for the masses to hate the man of truth: he is a...

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"Old" can just sit and wait for me
Because I'm not ready yet.
There's just too much to do and see,
Too many goals not met.

I can ignore all the aches and  pains,
Pretend they're just not there.
I need to go sailing while sunset wanes
And play while the weather is fair.

I don't have time for this aging thing,
It's...

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I left so many thoughts unsaid
as she lay silent on her bed,
that unexpected day she died;
a diagnosis that had lied.

She had some time to look ahead;
I left so many thoughts unsaid.
They did not see her end was near;
that she would go, we did not fear.

Tho, sick she was, and end would come,
we sensed much later...

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Ok I have to give you background on this one , see my english teacher told my class to 
right something in  2 minutes and she had real soft Gutair music on:



My thoughts have captured me, and the song that is playing, makes me 
want to write something so protraiying....

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If I could capture a dew drop,
Sparkling in the sun
I would hand the light to you
While you are on your way
If I could bottle up the fragrance,
Of flowers in the spring,
Fresh from the blossoms
I would send it to you,
For sweet scents to remember
If I could keep the sky’s reflections,
On the beautiful lake I see,
To show...

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An alien landed in my thoughts today in the form of a gnat,
Right on the paper, it happened like that.
Not bothersome, not a worry at all,
Not big or fat or two feet tall.

Which is sometimes what happens when I see 
An alien from Planet X, Y, or Z,
My mind is ready to grab any idea...

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Abuse comes in many forms and mentally stages
I may say it's mentally strange......
Victims abuse may not know....How to feel or tell
Some think there the crazy one...The one in the wrong....
Some live with it every second of the day....
Abusers love to attack, so their reality in life is safe....
It's the mental way out

Abuse is someone who...

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Diverse masks I face on each day in hell,
locked within this bone-borne scaffolding;
where once two full lips had screamed farewell,
now, sound's denied without the balm of rocking.

I'm beset, no way to run from the gore,
malformed with want, no orifice to moan; 
had I culled another form to explore;
I'd not be trussed within these links of...

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I stare blankly at the skies above;
Partially blue with enormous grey tumultuous clouds on one extreme, 
And the bright midday sun shining before my eyes.

I go back to the first instance I saw you. 
Tantalized by the aesthetic persona that caught my attention,
In an unexpected place at the most random time. 

The first time our...

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these days I think hate is part of the devil's plan
everything I see and the things they say to me
is crucial and un justifying coming from other people's
mouth.
these days,they don't think think of others like 
nobody's.
really I wish the racial profiling will be over with 
but it will never end
its sad that people fight over...

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