Deteriorating Poems - Poems about Deteriorating

... Even in a dark world, you think their is light Every time I open my eyes, nothing but pain in my sight People are hurting, bodies are deteriorating, minds going crazy Every morning, I wake u......

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...Dear God, It's me again your broken child. I never could figure out this thing called life. No matter how much I give mentally physically and financially. It's never enough. I'm all ways......

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...Waymo's Service Is A Detriment To The Economy-Society Waymo's self-driving taxi service, or ride share service, contributes very little to the economy and food chain. Whereas human drivers of taxi......

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... and the garbage piles up. Nose-blind by now, the public doesn’t even smell the increasing stench. Inured to the political slush, minds grind to a halt, gravitating to one or another single t......

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...Prologue: To the majority of people who seem to have lost touch this is presented as a declaration to be treated as such. And just for the world's deteriorating natural environment of whic......

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...I liked her better when she was old and on her own. She hated company, and no one called. She wasn’t the mother I remembered; she was better and worse, as I was. After her surgery, she staye......

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... I never knew you ... yet you were mine - mine as completely as any other that ever drew breath or dreamed a dream on this unforgiving orb … "The Choice" ... THAT choice, was never ou......

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... I find myself lost in thought Reminiscing back to when we were kids And damn how I miss the old days But I know this life will never be that way again Crawling in and out of bedroom window......

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...Deliberately recognizing the sun against the moonbeams I see your eyes gleam and your happiness screams Into my eager ears over the years and I’m tension-whelmed with the tears I shed Hanging at t......

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...Still stuck up in the page Where I can't escape From your words Deteriorating my worth Ain't it funny how I used to make you laugh Now I cry silently Have you forgotten The birds were me......

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...To W.B. Yeats There is something to my life that cannot be described as "lonely". But a forgotten detail in a missing puzzle piece. The secondary woman in the background For she lets t......

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...Through muddied lens, I see a child's hand, Holding on to his mother in a nice small home, She carries him inside and a sweet smell evolves, As a fog envelopes and the dream ends, Too determined ......

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...It’s never too late to cut a slice of cake and walk through that deceptive gate and leave everything behind and take a journey with the divine. It is never too late to part with friends, family, part......

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...If you are into time wasting, Sooner or later you will find yourself flicking, Although in the in the early days of TV there were reasons for stopping, As there were programs that were quite excit......

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...When someone is told to go back in his country in peace, it is very wise to go early to avoid public shame. When the Ultimatum of French ambassador of 48 hours to leave Niger's territory pass......

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