Chronicles Poems - Poems about Chronicles

Now gather ‘round and hear this tale, Of a brother cool, calm, and never stale. It started on a peaceful morn, When Idan himself was quietly born. Jehovah smiled and said, “I will Give kindness form— son of Bill. He won’t be loud, he won’t wear gold, But trust me, watch this man unfold.” He gave him peace, a decent brain, A knack for...

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The sea stretches across a vast expanse Blue and white, do the waves prance As a boat struggles to stay afloat When the waves draw themselves to their height entire The folks crouch down and say oh sire! Spare us of your wrath For sinners and saints are we And by every decree Shall we adhere to our values With a...

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The years meandered ‘long ‘til I hit twenty dreams of fame, girls and money Married too young, I was a jerk tethered now, to the daze of work Lost in their haze, decades...

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In the glow of bright screens, secrets unfold Hunter's laptop weaves tales both bold A dance of power, truth bought and sold © daniel miltz...

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"Paying homage to ancestral kyanites, which once vibrated with indigo streams in sparks of salient storms ~ I soar across melancholic mangroves, fathoming, if I am the forlorn pollen with a crown...

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"Who Am I" Voices in my head the unheard of They mimic, they pester, they lie All to just torture my mind Who Am I... Who Am I... I question I can no longer answer They've erased Me, Myself and I Changed into the hopeless, heartless, unkind Who Am...

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Forestry Service and Bureau of Land Management I don't know, maybe this year, you do your damn job?! Maybe this year, you anticipate the obvious trend of massive fires? Do you think fire lines are out of the question? Equipment pre loaded in quadrants, with watch-towers and water for extreme dry conditions? Follow the windA**holes !-!Maybe...

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CHRONICLES OF ALENE COLLINS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alene Collins, a tender soul in tumultuous terrain, Touched by turmoil, torn by tenderness & pain. She grew in her teenage testimonies, trials & tears, She's her grandparents' guiding light across the years.4 Separated at birth, scared and unseen, Sorrow silently settled in her serene. Without a father's face, she learned to thrive, A mother's...

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A Bushel Of Sage, I'm Stardust Ascending through meditation, Soul Drifting Wanderlust Seven Doors To Heaven VICTORIOUS! I Raise the Alchemists Scepter, Climbing Stairways above the Mists Of Life Rising Aflame, Blazing Lights like Nazarites Aura Sheens Of Infinity the Spirit Gleams Forever Soaring Above Lies & Oppressors, Ever-Flowing like the Grace of an...

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Shadows dance, moons embrace. Soughed sounds of human wishes in the wind alight, dreams enlace. Truths with tales, sagas fall from firmament night, time scales. Mind fun, echoed insight, spun. Shadows dance, moons embrace. Sagas fall from firmament night, spun....

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The chronicles Troublesome land Filled with the rumours of wars Each season their is always An issue of blood wasted The innocent never avoid this wasted life's We are no more worried of the worst Cos we have lived past our pains Despite our dark yesterdays never disappear We keep building our life's with hopes Even though we got a little...

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The Chronicles of our Liberty. Liberty in reverse. Our nation, a living mystery, bonded in trinity. Herein lies our story. Was it not yesterday, Freedom roamed and triumphed in our backyard? After our relished taste of liberty from beings of a snowy land. Who make our throats to melt like a wax before fire; And as mortal before the pestle of time. Under the...

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Wading into the classroom. Wednesday, 13th June, 2018. School uniform a bit too tight, My body pressed against the metal zipper, Exaggerating my jolly build. Blasts of crisp, cold air, Hitting my heat rash-stricken face. A little discomfort, I felt it. But not unbearable. The older kids in my class then, Not nearly as academically proficient as I was. They beckoned me to them, With plastic grins...

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I'm not sure how it all began, When this soothsayer became heroic to some. As he molded a story of greatness, Against what our nation has now become. Those that listened were mesmerized by his fable, As he wove a tale of conspiracy and doubt. Then his minions spread the veil of shadows, To every corner with whispers they could shout. Almost...

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This Issachar tribe was of lowly rank and origin but God called them for a purpose of His own they being one of God's twelve tribes for they understood the times as was known God thought on them as would a donkey precious to God no matter how great their sin for God's compassion forgave them all the Lord trusted them for...

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