Challenged Poems - Poems about Challenged

We all are.' We all struggle to know.' Observe your decisions Trust in your vulnerability, and Gods strength and reality Speak out about your circumstance.' Also make effort to Listen to others.. Love will not normally advertise itself' So beware of any buisness's telling you what to love or trust.' Be immediate in your caring; that is a...

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I remember when the world felt free When i was challenged by all that I could see But the days are less than more Which means I have fewer to adore And now I must be the best I can be...

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"Referencing an old poetic imagism sort of poem I wrote some four years ago--almost to the day---wherein lies a paradox," ... by The Poet. MIRROR, MIRROR I was in a room, there, I saw a mirror, and then I saw him, I told him to get out, and he did, and he took the mirror, and I was no more. --The...

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"Referencing an old poetic imagism sort of poem I wrote some four years ago--almost to the day---wherein lies a paradox," ... by The Poet. MIRROR, MIRROR I was in a room, there, I saw a mirror, and then I saw him, I told him to get out, and he did, and he took the mirror, and I was no more. --The...

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"Referencing an old poetic imagism sort of poem I wrote some four years ago--almost to the day---wherein lies a paradox," ... by The Poet. MIRROR, MIRROR I was in a room, there, I saw a mirror, and then I saw him, I told him to get out, and he did, and he took the mirror, and I was no more. --The End-- be wary of...

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"Referencing an old poetic imagism sort of poem I wrote some four years ago--almost to the day---wherein lies a paradox," ... by The Poet. MIRROR, MIRROR I was in a room, there, I saw a mirror, and then I saw him, I told him to get out, and he did, and he took the mirror, and I was no more. --The End-- Part III of...

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"Referencing an old poetic imagism sort of poem I wrote some four years ago--almost to the day---wherein lies a paradox," ... by The Poet. MIRROR, MIRROR I was in a room, there, I saw a mirror, and then I saw him, I told him to get out, and he did, and he took the mirror, and I was no more. --The End-- The Holy Spirit led...

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"Referencing an old poetic imagism sort of poem I wrote some four years ago--almost to the day---wherein lies a paradox," ... by The Poet. MIRROR, MIRROR I was in a room, there, I saw a mirror, and then I saw him, I told him to get out, and he did, and he took the mirror, and I was no more. --The End-- Albeit, natheless of no...

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"Referencing an old poetic imagism sort of poem I wrote some four years ago--almost to the day---wherein lies a paradox," ... by The Poet. MIRROR, MIRROR I was in a room, there, I saw a mirror, and then I saw him, I told him to get out, and he did, and he took the mirror, and I was no more. --The End-- There's a speck...

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Our journey through life has just begun Your beauty stands alone to be challenged by no one You give me the confidence and wisdom to face each day My mind fills up with rays of joy surely stay She is the lady I've always dreamed of Flowing from your heart is unconditional love Comforting warmth captures me when I am cold Locked...

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I And Death once told an oft defeated life: Look, life’s no life if lived on a knife’s edge, In struggle for survival soaked in strife, Alive with life, look at me— a red rage. And just next breath away on edge of knife, I oft hear poor life pleading from deathbed: I'm tired...

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In our evolution we’re ever forced to chart, with...

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The Roadside Medicine Sellers Are Pharmacists' bold tellers Of an enduring contest Not unlike a weighted test! Ever waxing Drug Dealers Competing as Sure Healers But spinning laughing profits For all their being cursed misfits! Shame to legalizing Laws Unbolting illegal doors, Patent Medicine - obtained Rights A From - Reality Fool's flights That often drop a body For a post - Morten study What a crazy...

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I gasp, when you split your tight skirt I’m shocked, your G string’s on display It serves you right you dreadful flirt I’m sure you knew my neighbor's gay! He’s handsome with eyes of teal blue Yet has no interest in you Still you tried hard to seduce him Right in front of his partner Jim When you split your tight skirt I’m...

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The impression that my father left are scars upon my face always chasing losers in the next race wish i knew what a dad was like Whisky aftershave Temper spent drunk upon the sofa cuddle broke and beaten mother crying on the floor She bought the cards i never signed She covered bruises in unlit rooms excuses born of desperation Stairs were never slipped Doors weren't seen Father you don't know...

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