Curiousity Poems - Poems about Curiousity

The curiosity shoppe Was the place to stop, For something unique ... A rare antique With floors that creak A treasure in itself, Amongst the keepsakes Lining each and every shelf Under layers of dust Upon layers of rust, Hoping to snare ... A buyer's stare Leather-bound books stand With their titles erect, Rifled through by many a hand Now showing signs of neglect A belted steamer trunk From...

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Dragging out the thoughts and ideas Intent on an inquisition of my very soul The "why" as likely as the "why not" Introspection so intense as to nullify Any point in being even if it were found Spending my time looking inward Whilst all time is frittered away The answer awaits on my death bed Where I mutter of the wasted life Looking...

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Excerpts from the compilation: “Prayer” 8 Sensitivity, Curiousity, Intelligence I wish that we can all practice nurturing and nourishing our Sensitivity, Never stop being Curious and asking uncomfortable questions, Have the courage to wake up and use our Intelligence And take great care that we are not “Numbed” or “Overwhelmed”. Especially: By the huge amount of companies, apps and services That...

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The drop of water Natures only noise Curiosity caught her Had no other choice Hands, trembling Flashing eyes Integrity disassembling Cave, stone skies Man made, cracking pillars Holds up uneven rock The innocent are killers Ringing sound, a mocking jay mock Deeper she wades Heart pounding harder Light she evades Evil’s own martyr Led to die Born to float Dead she lie Maggot’s boat Her last day, Far from joyful Panicked disarray Remain ever loyal She won’t be...

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Morbid Curiosity By Dalene Deale-Rowe Here’s a morbid thought, But I thought it all the same If I had died yesterday, Who to my funeral would have came Ironically the thought was sparked By an episode of friends Which brought to life curiosity About presence when life ends Do we get to see And do we even care For how do we truly know With whom...

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Curiosity wouldn't give You the right taste. Observation alone makes you fit for the delicacies....

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Funny how so many have Questions that they didn’t ask Funny how they wait til too late To do that simple task A simple “what” or “where” Perhaps a simple “how” Just a inquisitive query there With a curious raised eyebrow Knowledge tossed to the winds Histories lost…tales untold Answers await… linger ‘pon fragile limbs Like fruit that soon grows old Precious gems of wisdom Amazing tales of...

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Viscosity of My Curiosity The viscosity Of my curiosity Runs all over me. Jim Horn...

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Pity to me will perturb and disturb What you should do with it is to curb While much envy will highly invigorate Create curiosity which can hardly wait. Without relaxation, love or at least fun Sooner your life one day will be done Become unstable and mad without knowing Develop ADD and forget where you are going. So do...

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My poor heart didn't realize,  My brain was so quick to deceive,  Curious feet jumped in love side by side,  At my age, so naive. Really? ? It didn't matter,  If my heart broke clean in two?  My memory proclaimed heartbreak wasn't that bad,  Now it's changed its point of view. I remembered loss as a tiny sting,  A little bump to my ego,  A...

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As I sit and wonder why There's no hello and no good-bye. No kiss or hug to fill my day Just images to paint my way. I'm curious to how you think How you skate in your own rink. How you move and dance and sing How you breathe in fall and spring. Tic Tic Toc throughout the day How are you? Are you...

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Curiosity sparks the flame anew; desire burns from thoughts of you. Anticipation spreads its entangling web, and I'm caught in the longing for more. Dare I dream that you are real? Dare I dream these emotions to feel? Dare I expose my heart to your touch, and let your love heal me (wanting...

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I don't get the expression There's cats everywhere That was the only dumb cat To which the world compares Mine are in the cupboards Closets they can perch Diving under my sheets Curiousity is what makes them search Unwrapping to toilet paper Hockey with anything on the floor How come they're still living I'm using that expression no more...

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