Dedication. Poems - Poems about Dedication.

I must allow..I am deeply impacted by the demenour, the Character" of Ink Empress." my expression i feel must be Expressed.' Or I would view myself.' As a most uncouth Inversion..' Of appreciation.? And of magnanimity..I would be without redress.' The most un-sufferable of fools' should I not make note of her calm And balance.' With great empathy.' Even much...

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From the crag I see the path descend into the valley shrouded in the shadows of doubt, uncertainty, and fear of failure. I see a white pillar cast in regret's cold salt-stone, from which there is no turning back. Even a brief glance back over the shoulder up into the bright crags of peaks above, bathed in bright sunlight in the path behind...

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I slowly fell deeply into a sensual daze After the hours I kept his intense gaze. Hoping what we have is not a phase, As for what I am feeling, there is no phrase. I swiftly fell the moment we kissed on his bed, After the hours he waited, while I was in his head. Wishing for his love, without a...

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The treasurer they called Judas, In his folly and imprudence, Sold his Master for silver’s stock; The shepherd who betrayed the flock. The fisherman they called Peter, Tasked to build the Church and lead her, To be her foundational rock; The shepherd who cares for the flock. The scholar widely known as Saul Adopted the new name of Paul; He saw the light on one...

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If you will work hard, You'll be full without begging In all of your life....

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We pray to the Lord above Please save that special love Love that I never knew Until the day I met you Best friends is how it would all start Before long you had my heart There was nothing anyone could do That would get me away from you It was always you and me until the very end That's loyalty not something to...

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Tympani, beat tremendous! Like thunder roll above! Dark matter a-tenebrous; Knowest thou of love? Ah, young master. In good time! Riddles, rivers, rhyme! Griddle, fiddle, sugar, slime. Covert cold cut chime. All right, sir, but in earnest; Full, brass bull, trull, wool? Summertime, hot clime, addressed! Roundabout red rule! Well, it's you two! Black and Blue! So, what else is new? Eggs a-light, serpents a-few? Kittens blind that mew? Knights of...

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Fifty years burned into the marrow of my bones, A life stitched together with fire and fate. Mi Vida Loca, a symphony of scars and rebellion, I have walked through storms that swallowed souls, Witnessed horrors I wouldn't wish upon my worst enemy, Yet here I stand, whole—unbroken, unbeaten, ...

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"Faith and Fireworks: Cinco’s Call to Remember" (A Linking Pin Sonnet in Spence Format – Celebratory & Historical) Remember the cry, the cause, the stand, Stand for the faith that defended the land. Land once trembling rose firm and proud, Proud were the voices chanting aloud. Aloud rang truth through valley and hill, Hill of defiance, God’s sovereign will. Will of the people,...

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we’re always surrounded by art, i realized this as a child walking through the massachusetts city’s. i remember seeing your everyday buildings with the beautiful moonlight and being in awe- how could we forget something so simple yet beautiful exists all around us? as a teenager i took photographs of buildings- cars and the heavens...

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Loss for thought and words Where do I start? My thoughts become a depart Memory usually serves me But not today No one seems to understand I am trying to compose But no suppose It seems Alpha Letters have no idea I am thinking fear No idea in how to preserver Trouble near Writers Block woes For the first time I need to relax and reserve my energy Later think For...

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Music that touches the soul. This is so wonderful. Well, what kind of music can you describe? The sound of her magic She can say everything without words And break the dumb silence She is beautiful when she sounds in silence So gentle with the touch She touches every key of my soul I love it, I listen with pleasure She will talk about...

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She wears her mischief like me Her eyes are theives Stealing my breath How enraptured am I in her presence ...

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* In my dad’s memory, and for all those who have dealt with the ravages of Lewy Body Dementia. * ~ oh Dad, how I wished you realized how much I longed throughout life to garner your touch ...

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The shelter life is what you make it like everything..not a virgin to the struggle so I can make it through anything. Headed straight for the top one-way trip no stops got to get it by any means necessary most of the people I thought were in my corner turned out to be my adversaries. ...

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