Decides Poems - Poems about Decides

Pink opiate at breakfast Two blues at lunch A tiny green pill at break Druggie? Just a hunch Easily addicted His choices now conflicted The highs are great, the lows not so bad He decides to stay addicted, my cousin Chad...

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Death shows no consideration No regard for age or time No idea of inconvenience Death will never change its mind Death does not discriminate nor negotiate Has no favourites, feels no sorrow When death comes for you There will be no tomorrow ...

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A dandelion, "Dee", sprouted in a field. She loved her pleasant life in the sun and breeze, But a "priest's crown" has but one season to play. Her neighbor shocked her, and said, "Soon, you'll yield - When a cruel lawnmower cuts us at our knees. There's no chance a child will blow our seeds away". One day...

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Three cellophane balloons came by on Tuesday. Each offering to whisk the sweet baby bunny away. He was not tempted until an owl began flying his way. Then he jumped aboard, and the balloon began to sway. The other two followed along and gave him a song. He knew then that his choice had not been wrong. They carried him to...

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at that moment in the purity of her eyes i remember finding the trace of hope for mankind AP: 2nd place 2022 Posted on December 13, 2022...

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When nature decides to precipitate As surely as the earth revolves around the earth, it does not deign to hesitate, Consider it done. A truth I’ve sought and diligently found Weather patterns arrive both soon and late Nature’s ways are both consistent and sound. If climate changes, still she will not wait to control what moisture covers the ground Freezing it persuades us to...

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My cute grandson heard friends say in fun spree, Santa can turn to what he wants, he’s free. He asks me, face worried stiff, who will bring him the gifts if, Santa decides to be a Christmas tree. __________________ December 14, 2021 Contest : I Need A Good Laugh : Xmas Limerick Contest Sponsor : Andrea Dietrich...

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The idea expresses itself, speaks, for its peculiar waves... sounds in words by eloquence of the throats... It has tremendous importance, but it doesn't decide anything... The silence, stilled in itself everything hears, investigates, ponders, and who is finally have the final word ! silence decides... !...

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our conscience speaks ego seeks lust the weak suffer 13-January-2021...

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Ellen’s pet, a razorback was always near. Why this happened was never fully clear. Pete wanted to court Ellen, but had fear. Zee, her pig had chewed off another man’s ear. Thinking he was silly, his friends would jeer. Just go over and be a volunteer. Fat razorback gave Pete quite the leer. Seems the pig was smitten, felt he was dear. Pete...

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Poets are an amazing people, Who puts the truth in the very essence, Who will never steal And not subject to General confusion. We sing a song about what we went through, To everyone who read later, I saw the truth – how we lived, And I made my own conclusions about that. Tell you...

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How Fate And Time Decides Our Lives And Our Final Endings, Lind-Sonnet and One Earth, its mysteries oft lays deadly shadows at our feet World, its greatest histories, shows man's many sad defeats Seas, their fathoms deep waters- gathering sailor's remains Down deep, in spiraling abyss echoes of dying pains. Universe, galaxies and stars bow to that of divine will Modern life,...

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"Each day we assess, What we will do best Even if not a direct decision, We are guided by our inner vision Sculpted by time and events, And our desire for happiness To chose that which feels right, And I’m not meaning to be trite For its the obvious choice, If satisfaction had a voice But sometimes decisions are not clean cut, When personality’s and...

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I feel the heat but not the light what shall I do? Oh what shall I do? my heart sweats too. Hold my hand, hold my brush and lead me on away from this blank canvas. Where is the palette? Where is the color? Let me draw a master piece that befits this world....

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Do you feel the neutrons buzzing Making memories forever leaving Writing what will be there for you Decisions for the future too This electronic function made How do you ensure it will not fade? And if it is not up to me Who decides what will be? © Paul Warren Poetry...

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