Downwards Poems - Poems about Downwards

Why? “To rise,” explain I. “To grow strong, wise, to live and defy, evolve. Expand in size, in mind, spirit! Then you fly to higher levels; win the prize, by transforming when you choose to die.” Then, her eyes see—what wonder and surprise! ...

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Are you heading downwards, Your life out of control, No longer on the up and up, No longer on a roll? For life is a scary ride, So you’d better hold on tight, But the good news is; For every bit of darkness, There usually - Is some light. ...

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From the high peak of the middle years We walk downwards slowly but it’s clear. We lose our parents siblings other kin Who will now agree we are born to win? Our bodies stiffen while we’re yet alive Who will die,atone,does God decide? From the man he takes the caring wife The heart itself will harden in the strife Last Man standing is...

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I know why stars shoot downwards to the earth it is not science at work nor gravitational pull its behavior of stars that never looked at the sky When they are up in the sky young and active spend time using their light to trap and eat crickets strange little things take up work times and talents But elephants...

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Glide with me down through blue coral mounds, froth of your wavelets bathes my shoulders with a cloak draping my moistened arms as we glitter like translucent stars; till notes float where cool pleasure ripples-- drenching hungry bodies on the grass like a bend spread in caves of delight rowing with gentle moans of one tide. Some Form Of Crystalline Submitted by Amelie Mara--- 26...

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Birds chirping roughly on an avocado tree I curiously look upwards to see what could that noise be?  Is it a sparrow or a mockingbird?  It's plump and it has all shades of brown I'm stepping upwards next to the spiraling, gnarled tree before me The chirping has stopped this second Breaking my imaginative ideas and brewing them to ruins  I'm stepping...

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To have too much pride It can be a deadly ride! It's the thing God really hates Might wind up in hell's gates! So if you want to love the Lord Too much of it you can not afford Do one's best to obey Although we are just jars of clay...

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