Best Time And Again Poems

This thought of you, is deep within.
Reminiscing, time and time, again.

I live my life, and wonder why,
why you left, and wave bye, bye.

Inside of me, you were the one.
The thought of you just lingers 

So many things, I didn't say,
as you hugged me, and walked...

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As I sit here our lives about to begin
Drinking all your natural beauty in
Pulled in close to your beautiful grin
Not sure where we start to begin
Both of us reborn again
So that our lives 
Would not be burdened with sin

Together he is built-in
When our hearts are...

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Love comes in my life 
Time and again 
Makes me cry 
Makes me smile 
Leaves me ecstatic 
Time and again 
Time and again 
Today I have no love 
But O my friend, 
You are by my side 
Time and again 
When I felt alone, 
When...

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Time and again, over the decades
 The lonely whisper, the beckoning cry
 Eerie darkness engulfs 
As reality dawns on us
I revert, past the cobwebs
dusting away remnant memories

holding onto loving hands
from afar, a joyful dance
sprinting across the scorching sand
there goes the hairband
as I near, my spirit...

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My breath has sunken
In this world of slush
With a bunch of hypocrites
Roaming around;

Those wolves of the time
In the jackets of the sheep
Doing things to their will
While we slumber and we sleep;

Where is the human in us?
Where is the conscience?
Ah! Lost the ship again,
That battling innocence;

O...

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Perfection is an illusive pastime,
an unending quest that hides delusion
in uncharted diversions on life's path;
Distractions litter obsession's by-pass,
obstacles spring up unannounced,by chance,
opportunity deflates in despair;
Again,again the siren's call beckons
innocent naivety to regard-
mediocrity nervously breaks down....

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Time and again at break of morn
a coral tone will dawn adorn.
Magenta heralds night’s release,
a halt in sunlight’s golden fleece
to moon and stars in darkness sworn.

When from the living left forlorn
our earthly mortal days are torn,
is this a mere unsung caprice
time and again,

no threnody on...

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Poetry is more than words,
  some is written—some is heard

Often long—yet sometimes short,
  its power shared in strong retort

 Questions cry—demanding verse,
 with feelings new, still unrehearsed

Its focus like a laser aims,
  at souls that search—time and again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)...

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When she wept
The rain came;

When she sang
The wind came;

When she died
The snow came

Time and time
             Again....

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It;s another day in the life.

Yeah just another day
in the life of a meaning 
yet few knew what I meant

Another time that will slip away
before I saw where it went

Another day to age me a bit
and show me a part of something new

Another mark upon...

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Time and time again you say
hurtful things that make my love sway.
 
I try to ignore the words that pour
like boiling water that scalds and more.
 
The heat of the moment has come and gone
like dew outside on the morning lawn.
 
And once again a...

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They say Rome wasn’t built in a day
Yet little time it took to crucify Jesus,
Last night I was throwing and rolling dice on the heart of a despoiled lady,
I found her struggling to hold on to her life as if it weighed the titanic,
She sold...

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Like the sun you always there even when I look away
Even though you burn me with your light
And hurt my eyes causing me to squint
I stay near you
Though you only damage me
Complicate my life
Make me a wreck
Many moons and stars
Have shined on me
They make my...

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Here is a symbol of my lasting love, 
no longer shall you ever thirst again. 
For I sent my only Son, from above, 
and by your hand, he was brutally slain. 
A new covenant was formed through his pain, 
one body shared in the breaking...

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Time…


I see that time has spoken by the shadows of the light, though the changing of the seasons brings me more than just the night; and the night brings more than shadows as it creeps slowly ‘ore my door, for nothing holds back time as...

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