Circle Poems - Poems about Circle

It's so exciting Very amazing When you fall Into the right circle They never leave you Steadily thriving and standing With you no matter the season. Always boosting Your confidence Giving you muse To act not react Giving you enthusiasm Enlightening you; Discernment over discrimination. There's nothing Compare to Your authentic ones Never pick any over you Always interested in you Prioritizing your wants and...

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The circle turns, its edges smooth A line that holds, yet... a line that soothes. Its center still, its purpose clear A timeless truth that gently... draws us near. For to walk the circle is to see The Self as part of infinity. Its path unbroken, round and true It holds the many, yet... speaks...

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Beginnings unending Each moment befriends Untethered unfettered Intuity mends Connection in motion Where starts never stop Time lost in fruition From bottom — to top (Dreamsleep: July, 2025) ...

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I do not rule with iron hand, but with the rhythm of sacred sand— each grain a word, each line a sign, where order breathes and hearts align. Before the lesson dares to start, I plant the law with quiet art: Not carved in stone, but shaped in grace— a whispered guide, a steady place. I walk not tall with voice raised high, but...

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Rhythm of soft sand, Rules shaped in grace, not in stone— Trust in sacred rounds, Voices calm the storm ahead, Spirit grows in gentle care. ...

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Life span expires around 100 That final flash behind the brain dies fast — If I could choose, I’d leave this fleeting land Beside the man I love, my lifelong friend. Yet fate is cruel; now I must live on, As if the one I love has gone away, Learning how to bear the restless storm, From someone long lost in my...

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I made a mistake was young and stupid I had no guidance as a young adult Found myself pregnant thanks to Cupid felt strangely this woman was in a cult She invited me to bible study When I got there I felt unsure It was in a private home And everyone seemed overly invested They wanted to pray over me They locked...

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Oh God of Creation Direct My creativity and productivity So I can fly out of this nation Even with slow motion but no stagnation Thriving and striving globally not locally Without any commotion but jubilation. Oh God of Creation Remove every blockage Or linkage Hindering my expansion Which is my growth Putting me on expectations Without getting where...

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“ CIRCLE “ THE UNBROKEN LINE OF A CIRCLE UNABLE TO ESCAPE TRAPED FOREVER IN FRUSTRATION PERFECTIONS OWN MISTAKE THE PERFECTION OF A CIRCLE THE LINE TRAPED WITHIN IT’S ENDING AGAIN TO JUST BEGIN FRUSTRATED STRAIGHT LINE TWIRLED INTO AN ENDLESS CIRCLE WITHOUT DIRECTION ONLY REPETITIVE PERFECTION ...

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Circle of Prayer remember in prayer kith and kin to blessings share for everyone care ...

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Life is a series of circles…each second circles into each minute, each minute into each hour, each hour into each day… Each circle has it’s own attraction…It’s own unique rhythm and beat. and we do our best to find as much beauty as we can In every circle we complete. Yesterday’s circle began as most days do…nothing too extreme… when...

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death of a circle it was in the meadow when i first learned to wait. the marshes were heavy with morning and the footstep of a frog became a slight ripple born to die in the center. but only after i learned to wait, watching the slow death of a circle. tolbert ...

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When the cold winds blow And the hostile natives are restless It’s time to wake up, smell the coffee And cut your losses. What is there to push back on, after all, But the bitter taste Of someone else’s resentment; The mighty wind of their off-gassing. The world is wild and cruel Even within the treacherous smile of neighbors When dog eats dog possesses...

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Singularity Epitome of clarity Pitter patter rarely Potter’s dreams can’t scare me Still frame New game You and I are not the same I ebb omen and I flow Roman Never stopped, steamrollin’ The chosen showman Man of the show Light up like somethin you know Attention with proper intention Then disappear with your patterns Trips around Saturn One left and then one right turn But never two lefts Because two lefts...

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The wheels turn in the circle of completion that always returns to us, From birth to death, from the first tear to the last sigh, We venture forward with the hope of uncovering hidden meaning, For in a fleeting moment of existence, amidst moments of silence, We reflect and return to well-trodden paths, building and tearing down, Trying to understand...

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