Art Cheer Poems

If you like the feel of sunlight that is bright,
I have Just the poem for you.

If you would rather stay up all night,
Until the stars...

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What if I don't want the 
smudges off the shields? 
Why should I seek what 
races away from me? 
Not all struggles are 
worth the...

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About two on a Friday morning
Here I am lying on the floor 
My reflection on a tilted photo seeping

Through the frame while I'm laying 
still,...

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Dark clouds fill the horizon. 
sweeping through the sky 
like soldiers going to battle,
layers and layers of clouds 
spreading all around hunkering
 in th ground...

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The Bon Vivants
held an important meeting at the restaurant.
Happy faced Lauren,
her BF Laurence, and her
BFF Laurance Olivier queried:
“What is it, what is the thing
we all...

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A man that is born of a woman is of few days and full of trouble He continues like a flower and is cut down...

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In the world where melodies resides,
Where notes and rhythms flows,
There lies a song, a timeless guide,
An orchestra of the divine.

It starts with a whisper, soft...

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Just saying,
Just about to,
Just going out,
Just been out,
Just been thinking about you,
Just think about it,
Just thought about it,
Just remembered it,
Just came up short,
Just in time,
Just...

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Whence did you learn that enchanting smile's art,
My own face takes a different start,
While happiness flows deep within,
My expression tells a different spin.

Can you sense...

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Not always cheerful,
Sometimes sorrowful, 
Sometimes delightful.

Sometimes hurtful,
Sometimes regretful,
Sometimes beautiful.

Sometimes disrespectful,
Sometimes respectful,
Sometimes wonderful.

Sometimes bashful, 
Sometimes resentful,
Sometimes playful.

Sometimes forgetful,
Sometimes wishful,
Sometimes thoughtful.

Sometimes getting an earful,
Sometimes doubtful,
Sometimes colorful.

Sometimes prayerful,
Sometimes...

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Wired seeing the stars and moon playing hide and seek on wide firmament sky, It is Lulle to the mind, sound boob to it's brain....

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Dear Canada, if I were an artist,
I would paint the world with your beauty,
A masterpiece for all to see,
As I know it to be.

Oh, the...

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Time ticks away, with each beat of the drum,
 While thoughts of revenge, leave you feeling glum.
 Hoping for justice, for what they've done wrong,...

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“Who will not open a gift given with love? Life is a gift, own it and treasure it.”
       ...

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The butterfly counts months not memories,
Of the springs and autumn that passed away.
Emancipation from all mortal bonds,
Memories afflicted only with inscrutable fond.

Draped with lamentation of...

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