Best Staring Poems

Still I sit here staring

Sitting there in open form…breathing,
savoring a moment that claims the eyes
Collecting thoughts in a simmering row
of pasted visions on the curtains of a smile…
claiming nothing out of the sort

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if you can see into the depths of my heart 
you would hear it sing the saddest song 
for those who have looked for meaning in tragedy 
for those have suffered terminally
for i have fallen just like them
i have been forsaken 
i've looked into your...

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F
At these walls, I am staring
Am
They don't seem to be sharing
C
The way I feel
G
About you

F
In the night when I'm alone
Am
I reach for the silent phone
C
Just to tell you
G
How I feel

Chorus:

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Staring into the abyss of crises’ appearance
I’m stricken with panic, disclosing my unbelief and ignorance…
Yet with God’s radiance, I can behold His gracious sustenance
Indeed assuring His provisions of bountiful abundance
Midst wellness of healthy satisfaction-extravagance;
Thus, I thank Him for His timely deliverance.
  
Staring into the...

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My rhyme is grieving,
epic, and meant to be that way;
words weaving,
death thieving,
and sorrow is with me each day.

We buried new love,
our baby left in the snow;
a sweet dove,
now above,
it shattered us, oh what a blow.

And I was left . . .  staring into the...

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We know that the eyes are the window to the soul,
do we fear others seeing the pain that we hold;
are we so afraid that our spirit will be stole?
Through staring eyes let your innermost thoughts unfold.

Do we fear others seeing the pain that we hold?
Marina...

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Inhaling deeply, I exhaled s-l-o-w-l-y 
  The moon, perfectly full
    was staring at me

one-dimensional, a shiny white circle
  plastered against the evening sky
    I searched its lines and ridges, curious

if there was a message for me somewhere
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He stares
into the distance of the days,
of those gone and of those yet to come --
he touches no one,
is touched by no one.
Yet noisy commerce
around him flows, constant movement;
but movement without a change of place,
no progress forward, no backward retreat --
an illusion of movement, only.
He...

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Needing to fall asleep
but I’m staring at your picture
Missing you my dear
wishing that you were here
and trying not to weep
at the fact that you’re not near
I hope that you are sleeping well
and dreaming the sweetest of dreams
Know that I’m dreaming of you
your touch
your kiss
your embrace
your...

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Perched near the bend
where Sunset slides
From infamy to ecstasy
I watch the summer roll
and stroll, as the parade
of cars, stars and those
hiding within themselves
Fuel the sun to ensure
Its on-time for its casting couch
audition with the all-hands blue sky
and tainted orange-red cousins
looking to turn an LA trick
into...

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I made my way to the Airport
Board my flight, destination…New York
Secured my seat I began staring out the window
Ready set for the spectacle display on show

Lift off...and away we go
Turning to our left like a boomerang-bow
Above the clouds my eyes start explore
There are things about...

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They say it’s rude to stare 
But staring is caring 
So forgive me if I’m staring
I’d have you know it’s for a good cause
I’m looking at people 
Those people
With the backpacks on their backs
I'm talking about all of us
The slim and starved, the fat and...

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While staring at the water
I saw someone swimming underwater...

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I have had good counsel from a wonderful therapist.
I had to be suicidal to get on her list.
I waited over a year to see her.
Only managed then because I became suicidal again.

At the start I said "Sure, I've nothing to say."
She nodded wisely, then led...

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Slipping through the crack
feeling like a maniac.
Gather no moss this rolling stone.
seeking a place to call home. 
No one lends a helping hand. 
not even to a delusional man.
No lining silver can be found.
in the clouds that hang around.
Unable to anticipate one's acceptance.
through the pearly...

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