Blank Poems - Poems about Blank

To fly, First one must jump, To jump, One must risk falling back to the ground....

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Things, I want things, Give me things, Here is a ring, Let us accumulate things, And compare are things to their things, They are evil, Their things do not compare to our things, There was a man who taught us love, But we killed him with a thing, And when he rose, Instead of rising like him? We built things, to fly through the sky, Things, I...

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I am called Annie A Lander. Perhaps my mother believed This name would be fitting for me, But my father disagreed; he felt I should bear the name of a goddess, Such as Sarasvati, who embodies many souls. I share my thoughts and ideas like wildflowers, Dispersing my...

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Love is thinner than a piece of cheesecloth, transparent yet confusing to navigate. More conservative than a political debate More hearts are broken than mended . I am determined to search globally for an end to this love. We desire it fiercely and embrace our fate to heal humanity. Love may be a fleeting remedy, Yet we pursue it with fervent...

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The flying lesson White as a shroud, the virtual paper in front of me I wanted to record my first flight in a Dakota plane  Inside, the aircraft looked like a bus, reaching under my seat for the parachute, the steward said there wasn't, but he handed me boiled sweets which I didn't eat in case it was a drug keeping...

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It was nine degrees outside in April In the chill of a dreary April day, I find myself wandering through the dimness, My eyes were straining in the absence of light. As I approach the door, a sense of familiarity washes over me, pulling me back to a time of comfort and solace. The thought of retreating to the inviting...

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I walked into a room and did not know it well yet, feel I should, for I have been there many times, not a liminal space, though sometimes this is so. But this time, oddly, somewhere I should know and be. Should I recognize those strange eyes that gape at us? Some duty that I should as duty stares at...

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69 Ways to Please Your Lovers** Amidst the silence, a sound arose, and there we were, lost in each other as I wove a poem of passion, letting your strokes guide my words and capturing the magic of our moment. Yet, a wave of guilt washes over me: I haven’t reached that blissful peak. This realization leaves...

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Her look said much thou she in essence hid a lot Her look had an accusation that did set me aback Her manner one of one in great internalized turmoil Her demeanor said she has been thru pretty much It was plain and apparent she needed to find someone Not just a solid shoulder to lean on that at the...

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JULY 2023 Hazy, Rampant, Hammering Foggy-headed, I must be lazy enough to put just the right effort in. It drips down and stains the pore. My disease is acidic, fatal, And the way that your alkali sense draws me in ... How I'd beg to neutralise once more. But the ants won't push against my unmoving tyres. And anywho, isn't this against your...

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FEBRUARY 2024 I've got the shoes of life on the wrong way so chop off my legs and let me walk with the stump, so I won't have to take this anymore. I'd rather walk left, left, left than right, right, right to fall into your arms, into your ballad of wrongs. But I'd rather walk right, right, right than left, left, left to...

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We seem to be losing our famous entertainers so fast. Its not that they can last forever. But its that they must finish their talent in Heaven, where they can rest. The best part is that their recorded music lasts a life time. However, their bodiily existence is gone and we can't see them...

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train whistle blues reflecting my saddest moods there she blows again sounds like she’s lost a friend for what does she lament? her wail sounds heaven-sent Is it a who or a lost love? she sounds fragile as a turtle dove...

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The flood of life bring sorrow Mind become empty in a moment or two Calling for perspective on the event Almost forgot what's the most important in that moment of time The flood comes slowly It kept deeper and deeper Get out people your present was not need at that moment Get going find a higher place To settle down till morning. ...

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The Spirit of kindness,hope,love,concern,empathy,wisdom,perservence,,and many more of the same kind helps us to live for eternity in "Heaven or in Hell"! These are "The Real Spirits" that we really have access to: and along with that given fact there are "Spirits That Have Access To Us All"; They are; "The Spirit of hatred,anxiety,jealousely,envy,and many...

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