Choose Poems - Poems about Choose

Standing in the library of lives. Trying to decide which one to learn from. Picking up each book, reading the lines that have yet to be. This life lies, this life hides, this one dies. Which one is brought out of its slump? Which life needs careful care? This life cries, this life tries, this one looked me in my...

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Choose to live When darkness falls upon you, and, you can't see the light Look to the maker of the stars, to show the way Sometimes the pain of heart is, too much to bear.... Life can be beautiful... despite the pain. Chorus Choose to live... even when it seems the whole world's against you Choose to live... forget about the pain they've caused you Choose to live... Remember your life's a...

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Don't believe the lies that have been said, Do you truly think you're better off dead? Shake that thought out of your head, Let me tell you what is true, what is real, My friend, you should choose to live instead. Why do you meet the mornings with dread? Wake up, come on, rise from your bed, How about some breakfast so...

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What's God's third person of His Holy Trinity, the Holy Spirit been secretly revealing unto me? I have actually seen Jesus Christ placing an actual crown upon my head because I have faithfully watched and prayed for His return at the rapture of His selected church's body and His bride. But what else have I...

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O how it is so very clear that our departure in rapture's flight of 777 Is alas also so very near and it could be departing any moment of Every single solitary day. That is why Jesus tells us "fear not and Don't be afraid." When I am coming for my children in the middle Of that...

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If I could choose, where to lose myself... I would choose in your gaze! If I could choose, where to stay... I would choose in your heart! If I had to choose, between living or dying... I would want to be in your hands...!...

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I choose AII of you people To be my friends AIso we have a lot In common I am a Christian And you people Are also Christians From birth To adult life Also people I am God's poet And you people are AIso a poet I go to bed early every Single night And you people Also go to bed early The next day I wake up at 11:00 am All of you people AII of...

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Love roads are all around, we can pick the best road. Sometimes we travel on a road of love, we find it nice and sunny and smooth. Sometimes we pick a road that looks unsure, not easy to see the end. Sometimes we are on a road that feels and looks good but turns out...

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"Lingering leaves of gold frolic / frolicked in the autumn wind" Quote by the sponsor A crisp chill in the air, not being warmed by the sun. I hear rustling, a sure sign that autumn has begun. "Lingering leaves of gold frolic / frolicked in the autumn wind" My love of Autumn and its gold leaves will never...

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Ashby v White, if applied right.' With the script i do not Comply' at the ballot will belie.) Remove misogeny from On high..Why choose to be opressed? Once this reality Is addressed.' Other lands should follow suit? Then your Fate will not be moot.' (The no longer to be trusted) Shall then really find they're busted.' So be ready...

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Troubled men chase illusive Peace with sharpened knives and smoking guns. They recklessly wield all manner of weapons under the sinking, blood-red sun. But Peace is an individual choice, evoked through conscious decision That arises from deliberate and heart-felt aversion for the ultimate collision. At the personal level, if you are not at Peace it means you have chosen wrongly. Your reality rests in...

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I choose blue—though none called to me before. Or at least were never heard, lost in silence’ door. The threshold of the null, where colors fade and stall. Turning in no real direction, Not tall, just not at all. AI tells me its favourite is blue— a choice made where no choosing grew. I choose to ask it—an I for an I, Ourselves...

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In every sunrise, I embrace the light, In faith like rivers, flowing pure and bright. In the laughter of family, like petals that bloom, In the dance of the real, I cast away gloom. The power of choice is a vibrant spark, For a humble heart shines brighter than the dark. ...

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I’ve learned to move through this world at a pace that feels honest to me— not slow, not fast, just real. People mean well, I know. They offer paths, perspectives, suggestions shaped by their own lived truths. Sometimes I listen closely, sometimes I don’t. But I’ve come to understand that I’m allowed to choose when I open the door. Not out of stubbornness, but because...

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With an unfamiliar phrase, she reassured me. the fact that clouds are always passing, Additionally, the burden we are currently bearing No difference will be made as the night becomes glassy. We sat there with our legs crossed on the old grass, Using silence as a form of communication. The world slowed down, the atmosphere was pleasant, A little cool and a...

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