Compensate Poems - Poems about Compensate

...I opened my eyes when it was too late. The river passed before my wide-open eyes. I missed my childhood; I was a prisoner in my mind. Neither God was called, nor nature invoked. Fate took the dr......

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...Thickened and scarred, my mask bears the burden of time, Torn, stained, this tough shell silently unravels, And yet, somehow, it continues to keep me alive, to protect me from the world, It was ne......

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...Betrayal (guilty as charged)... within mine marriage, and all the ramifications that happen therefrom courtesy the social media platform of Facebook Messenger, wherein those subscribing to a......

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...[An anti -victim blaming project] [“He was asking for it with those clothes,” the officer said, pointing at the black shorts he wore. It was torn at the bottom, with knotted hems ......

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...Gotcha! Once respectable haute cuisine thief Sue She..., a septuagenarian renown for his trademark prank to steal himself into a neighboring house, and prepare an elaborate meal unsuspectedly nab......

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...Motherhood Credit Is when you have lack of sexual activity and partners, passion, limited work options, Love, Fake Double imposter and Dating Time, Wear and Tear health and Food, depression, Debt, l......

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...There's no sleepy bird The morning has flown away The bird does not break The memories are falling down Broken heart has become loved ones Trying to close gap breakage There's so much time to c......

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...So many bear traps Right now it's the bed I feel no one is out there Beyond the inches past my face I'm in a sliver of a void The reality is I'm in the dog house for not pulling my weight Conc......

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... Darkness. Eyes widen more and more, trying in vain to see. Then other senses compensate, I hear the faint rustle of dry leaves. My body caught in the shock of fear, refuses ......

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... Paula Goldsmith, you will know when I say Always encourages us in her way She's good for a lift Poetry is her gift “So have a blessed day writing away!” Tom Woody the Poet guru Who will nev......

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...The journey lasted for not more than forty glorious and blessed years Before your smiles gradually faded as you journeyed to a land far away, The hearse swallowed you into its belly, while hearken......

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...I stepped out of the cloud that surrounds me to breathe fresh air and walk about in the splendid atmosphere, spring has come and gone and left me stuck for years on the dry and dusty floor, I did not......

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...In the twilight of my inner realm, where shadows weave intricate tales, I wander through the corridors of my mind, a silent observer of my own despair, A passionate obsession with the outside world......

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...We won't find a soul mate dished up on a plate, We won't find a soul mate if we always complicate, We won't find a soul mate if we over compensate, We won't find a soul mate if we procrastinate, ......

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... A variety of fine brushes…thin, medium, wide, soft and smooth... to paint landscapes - sky, ocean, tree, at tranquil dawn, my backyard turns into an oasis, A transient escape for peace, san......

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