Dealt Out Poems - Poems about Dealt Out

When the question was asked in philosophy class, I just grappled with the meaning of "conscience". When I asked the girl next to me what it actually meant, she gave me the example: "When you for example see shoes in a shop and you want to buy them so bad but they cost way too much....

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We all must play the hand we’re dealt And many folks’ve surely felt That most unfairly they’ve been whacked By cards that somehow have been stacked. Still, there are those that rise above And focus on the things they love, While others flounder first, then sink. (There must be more of those, I think.) Yet as the game of life plays out, The future...

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I have heard that you lived a successful, surreal and spectacular lifetime I have heard that you given it your all and dealt with your cards so fine I have heard that you are beyond intelligent than what I have become I have heard that you are fond of many people and get along with them unlike some I...

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If I didn't smile so much Invisible I would have stayed Instead, he chose me to be A pawn in the game he played If I wasn't as strong as I was Then I wouldn't have been all alone If my skin was more sensitive Then the bruises would have shown If I didn't have these color eyes His favorite blue like the...

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One one A day to celebrate New Year fun But for the future to be right Need a jack to act like a knight Getting the picture card Designed satirically by the bard At this moment in time Royal influence of course is fine Creating a...

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'Foggy' location seeds were from, curiosity won Five months later, wanderer from roof tall trellis hung Violet globe pods were bitter but oddly addictive Several dozen daily dose, sour juice inflicted Soon supplied smoothie zing, purple milk vibrant Irresistible, the youth inducing effect they provided A year after planting, I'd positively lost ten Face entering wrinkle free twenties again! Friends...

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Obeying any moral law, reason wills unto itself To play the game the way its staged —all freedom thusly dealt (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)...

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I ain’t no phoney Just full of bologna (E) Doing the fifth step Will keep me Kept Doing inventory Kinda like a story Humbling myself Feels like nothing else Asking for help So I can play the cards Dealt...

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People tell me to try and be happy and for them I try yet how can I What ways can I I'm drowning in the cards Karma dealt to me I can't drown out the noises, the voices the candle that burned out from the overdose of a thousand lies The wind can't appreciate a moment alone the last night I had to say goodbye I...

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Diving into the space after midnight The place where minds are dark and cold In the moment of true happening Reality of life with our soul Finding time to contemplate Overpowered, a raging of distrust Holding on for each and every ending Aware of our own finale of dust Seeking a soothing to anoint us To save from inexplicable pain More time...

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back to all the yesterdays back to the stack of love letters written in night's sorrows to all thouse lovers left behind back to simple truth of it back to the one true heart and the knowin back to your beginnings play the cards dealt play like you love the game even though its the hardest thing you've ever done play like you believe that...

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I close my eyes and travel to places I want to go Imagining the details, eyerything I can see I listen to the noises, of birds, the wind or creaks Animals walking through the woods Waves crashing on the shores I think of things I did, So many years ago, Before my illness changed me Like a thief the things it stole. One...

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Everything takes a getting used to And I’m used to not getting used to things Almost like things to know I knew Almost like sleeping... in control of dreams To be the jacks of all trades And kings of nothing in all Rather a king to modestly rate When jacks of everything were in store Complaints and grievances are advancing Given any new way...

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The second time we met, I call him Bob Just call me Robert was what he replied We shared model plane flying with the guys And we all had fun, that can’t be denied There were words of wisdom, he spoke one day He didn’t mix words, that’s just how he felt He was already under Hospice care, when he...

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Every day’s a card game And so there’s always hope Each shuffle of the deck may bring Just what we need to cope. Though life is never easy, People’s challenges may vary And the cards we’re dealt may seem Unfairly arbitrary. There’s comfort, though, in knowing Others grapple with their hand, Possibly in ways which we Could never understand. Life’s a fickle dealer So we take the cards...

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