Cure Poems - Poems about Cure

The decadence of one hundred – maybe one thousand – hands and running mouths. Wynorrific red-yellow cultivates my brain with torpor; when did the ground shake? Oh solace, it is the only time I leave the human eye; my empyrean wanting. Something helps not to desire an awakening; practice, when you’ve never asked for one. The circus doctor’s say, you have paramnesia. Lies; the audience is never fake. I know, I...

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How much time is left to me, that answer is not known. We all do ask the question though, when is my time to go? An answer comes to us all for that you can be sure, cause life as planned by grand design, with death, there is no cure! ...

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A panacea for cancer is what I’m all about What about Alzheimer’s, the jealous one asked in a shout Let’s not forget chicken pox, heart attacks and leprosy The scientist ran from his lab, to watch monotone TV He wanted to eliminate all the diseases, of course But opposition was as stubborn as Farmer Joe's plow horse The naysayers were yelling...

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Headlight humanity; The cherry-red brake lights, Becoming florid totality with the things your eyes do to them. You...

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What’s a cure for longing now Can it be the same Notes of silence that endow With a waiting game You refuse to recognize Anything you knew Till it doesn’t come like lies You won't know it’s true Wait for more, for what is sought Like you did before Till you realize you’ve got All you’ve been waiting for What to do it you’re...

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There's an Energy, Within you and me. Have you felt it lately? Whispering, tickling, The tingling of your soul Sharing It's energy, Oh so carefully. Consuming darkness, within its light. Let go the control, Don't try to fight, The soul does it right. Protection and love, From within and above, Spreading over the Earth, R?aising our inner worth. Living within us since birth. Love, it's so pure, I'm sure, Its who we once were So...

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When we heal a wound, we think we have healed life... however,...

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I have a cure when I feel blue. When I am home and it is late, there’s something first that I must do. It sure is easy, fast, and great. When I am home and it is late, I settle down to watch TV, which is a lot of fun for me. There’s something first that I must do. I grab a pan;...

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Come close dear, trauma bond with dark desire, that no dull moments may slow down pace of life, though the side effect is pain, which will cause endless suffering, till we reach the point of exhaustion, wasting this gift of life bestowed by God. Thus spake the devil, disguised as ego, which the confused soul took as itself, lost in life’s maze, dead man walking, trapped by demons...

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some people's cure when fighting life's struggles is alcohol some find closure in drugs some people are strong enough to find their cure in family others aren't so lucky those who reach out can find their cure in friendships others shelter themselves away and those are the ones that will never find a cure...

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Sometimes, better to dig it up Right from the root And expose it to daylight Cos' it's not good for a man to sleep all day And not wake up to his responsibilities It's not normal If he pushes his wife out to the street To hustle and to fend for the family My son Something has gone terribly wrong The head has been cut-off The...

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Stay loose as goose Uptight can't write Quick nap sip frappe Smile wide hit stride ...

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What’s a cure for longing now Can it be the same Notes of silence that endow With the waiting game You refuse to recognize Anything you knew Till it doesn’t come like lies Till you know it’s true Wait, and wait, for what is sought Like you did before Till you realize you’ve got All you’ve been longing for What to call a cure...

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Cure My Cancer I don't think one more drink is the answer to cure my cancer. It's everywhere, blood, bones, hair. It mocks with stare. Never does it care. ...

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Communication is the key To make a great society No fists of rage should be used No one needs to be abused Problems can be talked out nicely Everyone can think more wisely About the way actions are made This world can use a big upgrade In the way its being run Its badly coming all undone words of hate keep coming out Of racist...

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