Distracts Poems - Poems about Distracts

...Hard considerations for the future of mankind The bard sings commiserations as he looks for what he cannot find A shard of intimidations hurled toward the innocent and kind A card that invokes i......

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...They starved our bodies of love Then complain how our bones shake in fear They strip us of our dignity Then glare at us when we jave nothing to wear They take our souls Then question when the......

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..."It wasn't always like this, of course. Money didn't always exist. Previously, people labored to eat. However, they WORKED for joy." The concept of happiness was absent. When money was introdu......

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...In a world once illuminated by the gold of bygone times, A dark veil is now woven, a prison for lost souls, Where critical spirit and free thought are but whispered memories, Control of education ......

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...I look into a mirror and see that little boy in his warm clothes He looks out at the road in front of him A silence rings in his ear Tears well in his eyes His dad pulls over, empathy sparse in......

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...I watch the dawn’s first light softly caress your sleeping form. My heart is overcome with feelings, oft-forgotten I confess, of how entwined our lives and love’s become. Time, like a river, we......

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...I used to drive around town for fun. But this town is now overgrown. With tall buildings that reach too high. As I try to look up. The sun turns toward me and distracts me. I used to go t......

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...Roof shingles are tossed like confetti in a Banshee wind. She says it's going to be a bad weather day, the green screen behind her wobbles as a gust of torrential hailstones rocks the studio, ......

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... Our oldest light goes by the name cosmic microwave background radiation— CMB for short. She's everywhere: fluorescent birdsong of modern offices, hum of corner store ice cream cases. Have ......

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...I know the sounds of war: They have become so familiar to my ears That they now sound like home. I serve alongside the soldiers— I have a job to do; I live to please. For the people who love an......

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... … I like him not the fat bellied one as there is too much hunger on the planet an overweight pouch does not seem right resembles too much opulent self-gratification and distracts from praye......

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...We plan and design our cities, communities, families, and personal lives, According to our beliefs about the purpose of life, Our happiness is rooted in money and all that money buys, The way we sp......

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...He weeps, assigned to mourn for others who Had none to mourn them, none to say goodbye, Those whose harm medicine can’t undo, Whose bodies he takes apart each passing night. He scrubs, a cleans......

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... Their eyes widened, and the group leaned in with curiosity. “What’s in it for us?” one of them asked, lowering his phone and adopting a tone that suggested a wild adventure was imminent, perhaps ev......

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...Ah! All fades away, nothing remains... but carved names into cold stones! The scent of evening's kisses, the touch of trembling hands also drift away into pretty sunsets! Intertwined soul......

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