Contrary Poems - Poems about Contrary

I’m sure my first words As a child were “No!” Followed soon after by “Why?” But I only really realized today, A bit surprisingly Given my 66 years on this earth, That I dislike following Either other’s directions But particularly other’s trails Obviously wishing instead To find my own way Changing it as it changes Moment by moment. And it’s been over fifty years now That...

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If there is love There is no revenge If there is humanity there is no extermination...

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If son of a fish fell into the net, he is not a little fish... ;...

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Contrary Before God But I Think It Loves Me Anyway. Kiss. -Gray Squirrel 05-19-2025...

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Contrary to popular opinion the man of the house does not even share dominion with his wife, who runs the whole show determining who...

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It’s hard to always know in life which way is best to go. Following fads and trends tends to be not, from what I know. But does that mean in everything you go the other way? I’ve tried that and I’ll tell you what at the end of the day - if you live life against the grain most times you will be right. But if it’s...

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Defeat in economy is a misuse in good governance Defeat in beauty is lack in empathy and self-initiatives Defeat in numbers of men who will depend the country Defeat in humanity is selfishness Defeat in transparency is lack in service Defeat in trust triggered betrayal Defeat in love is enemy's war influence Defeat in money is lack opportunity Defeat in education is innocence...

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When quite contrary crashed on Mary And the pan hit Peter's head They found Humpty Dumpty and the over the moon cow Lying in the courtyard dead And when Mary's tuffet was bit by a Muffet The Incy Wincy spider ran Mary ran too, in fact, she almost flew When she saw the spider on...

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Incognito, I stand exposed. Difficult days, of smooth sailing. Completely baffled, I do know. Happy endings, such tragedy. Right or wrong, see no difference. Great injustice, a fair outcome. Crimes committed, yet acquitted. Opposing theories, we think alike. Time to go, let's stay awhile. Sunny days, in dark of night. Come to terms, in disagreement. Willful blindness, I see it. Peace on earth, by warring factions. Democrats, -----...

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The thing about Mary that was extraordinary Was her parents on her pulled a fast one. They gave her a first name, multiplied it by two, But neglected a middle and last one. And so Mary Mary was deemed quite contrary, But, oh, what a green thumb had she. Though she didn't grow okra, Tomatoes, or peas, Or cucumbers, parsnips, Or beets, if...

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CONTRARY A poem personified, it could be me Yet to embrace analysis, I am averse Words should flow at their own pace Precise syllable counts are a disgrace And a volta can be an empty purse So, it’s a simple structure, you see Is a stanza really more than a verse It always depends on the poetic form It one appeals to me, then...

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Berry, berry Quite contrary How do you grow? Berry, berry Quite contrary Many would like to know Down in Georgia, way down Two trees stood on the ground One weighed down with sticks, bottles, and all sorts of stuff The other stood alone, beautiful and virtually untouched Two worlds and just one ground One full and the other barren, with a few lying...

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How I see thrill movies, Is what I feel when I see you. How I taste the cake, Is what I feel when I kiss you. How I high my eyebrows, Is when I hate most of the time, When you say goodbye. Let's be silent sometimes, For things has their contrary....

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Arabic: (Alam) meaning "world" or "universe" A character of a madman has a role in the play. Henceforth, the casting was done, Alam, the madman, to mentor in the acting, the wanderer in the graveyard area his folded sleeves hold the world, in fullest. Throughout days, one might notice his gesture, in talking, in walking, in waving The way he solves...

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everything is a grand illusion and from far away it's strange to see the way they interact with cutlery what phases of the moon influence their neuroses and the rituals of self-destruction which in every way resembles ours they also believe in lowering the sidewalks in the consumption of vegetables for a better life nails grow the same here and on the other side...

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