Chase Poems - Poems about Chase

In Gboko, where the dust motes dance and play, A town, a city, a people, some would say. What defines its spirit, a riddle, a quest, With a gait too familiar, putting all to the test. "Gboko!" he calls, by name, with a grin, "Seems we're acquainted, where have you been?" For here, familiar strangers, a curious clan, Know each other better...

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As the dark veil covered the sky, I was left with no choice but to resign to fate. The enemy was relentless in their pursuit— My platoon scattered after the strike on Khartoum. Only two bullets remain~ One to kill another, The other for myself. I was lucky to find an abandoned trench— wide enough to let my eyes rest. Too fatigued to resist...

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It's time Your Chase Your dreams like that job with no bag in your hand Or Like You was chasing that man For a relationship And all he was doing wit you was playing Never Claiming you were his just a chick To be honest you wasn't even his side dish Lacking love and only wanting your attention But never...

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He barks at the intruder Chases it down the driveway The creature floats up Wind carries it swiftly away Another leaf flies by Puppy gives chase No one can keep up with this guy’s pace He is as excited as he can be About anything that floats down from that tree...

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And if today puts a period on forever I’m glad I got to spend it with you I’m glad we got to drink in a million golden sunsets I’m glad we got to dance to our own music in the rain I’m glad we got to laugh during the birth of a thousand sunrises I’m glad we got to collect...

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I do not chase what is destined for me, for I have felt what it's like to pursue a dream that dissolves on the horizon, leaving only unfulfilled longings and deep silences, like a song lost in the wind of memories that never return. I do not beg for love, for I have given everything and was left with deep...

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Don't change your dreams Just because you don't know How to make them a reality Learn to start by seaching Ways to make it happen Try to do it your way Or learn the ways of other Don't get discourage to err Better to take 40 times time Than 40 times doing nothing....

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Hear the 15-year-old crying “Momma,” "Momma" as he lays dying Shot in D.C. Juneteenth crowd. A voice of suffering rings out loud to a country’s conscious ears, that are deaf to blood and tears, from bullets sounding through the air, as joy and justice were on minds there. Veins yet tender, young and bold Rose with warmth and sleep in cold? Where...

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Sky so blue, grass kissed with dew, Tiny feet dance on a path brand new. Chasing a butterfly, drifting away, Breathless giggles, silky hair in sway. Stops in her tracks, Let it fly high, Fascinated, waves goodbye with a smile...

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Chipmunks playing chase, Down at my favorite place, A reminder of your grace, When sadness fills the space, Bringing a smile to my face. Chipmunks playing chase, I let my thoughts embrace, Why they're racing around, Snickering a squeaky sound, Smiling at the treasure I found. Chipmunks playing chase, Racing across the ground, A frown turned upside down, A giggle comes bubbling out, It's so fun to think about. Chipmunks...

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taken is the life we lived and are allowed, brief respite from desire to be learned further the beast released to run and have the beast, desire us again...

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Sun flares, mane ignites, Roar echoes, muscles tense, Paws stalk, shadows creep. ©bfa030825 ...

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Hey make yourself available to the Lord He can't bless you if He has to chase you more and more Don't ignore His affection And don't ignore His love He'll have you sit beside Him He'll share His thoughts from up above...

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Chipmunks playing chase, Down at my favorite place, A reminder of your grace, When sadness fills the space, Bringing a smile to my face. Chipmunks playing chase, I let my thoughts embrace, Why they're racing around, Snickering a squeaky sound, Smiling at the treasure I found. Chipmunks playing chase, Racing across the ground, A frown turned upside down, A giggle comes bubbling out, It's so fun to think about. Chipmunks...

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Dull and despair, shady wrinkles before the unfold truth, they stood still them-not of theirs, but mine or thought to be Looking forward - unseen, unknown fallacies between such a hue stretching out to the unreal! them again, same lies me with a rainbow of challenges where red is red and blue is blue not seven or not heaven most likely woven pieces Adieu! Me...

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