Ease Poems - Poems about Ease

Do you now feel at ease? When it's all said and done When you've seen and loved Saw the darkest side of life And even questioned the sands of time When you looked up in the sky And acknowledged the beauty of the sun Seen storms imbibe people and trees How did you feel? When you sometimes had friends But sometimes thought you...

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Why does doom feel so familiar While happiness seems so far away? How many times have you heard the supplications Asking for help, or Begging for mercy, from our suffering. In this god-forsaken place, Where we have been placed, to test our tenacity. Here in this tent city, surrounded by the sounds of industry, Talking to strangers, about predestined arrangements Watching the birds fly...

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I could see she was broken, It was so easy to tell. The look in her eyes Said her life had been hell. To get all of her heart, I knew that I could never. With all its broken edges, It was me it would sever. At the same time, I could see How much she needed someone To help ease some of her pain, And...

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That's the way it is God made it so Things never remain the same Everything that begins Have an end So it is. Nothing remain same That's our belief Season's come and go People come and go After the night Another dawn The life we live. You never touch Same wave twice Every second, minute or hour Always a new opportunity Be aware Don't let...

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Today if you encounter someone dealing with grief or sadness may it be part of your plan… to help ease their grief…their sadness any way you can. ...

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we met for coffee early one snowy day i was nervous you were funny it was magical and felt... just right Posted on December 11, 2024...

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I love nature Just a simple walk Inside forest Listen the whisper Of the trees Stay there for 15 seconds Breath deeply And you will feel relax....

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The place I feel the most at ease, Is at the moment of time's freeze, When the world stops its chores, Feels like opening of heaven's doors. The place I feel the most at ease, Does not exist in this world's breeze. It does exist in sleep, As there is no time to weep. The place I feel the most at ease, With less...

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She gathers her things for the night And stuffs them into a bag or two. The usual things a woman brings to her lover’s, Most things old and something new. An experience that is yet to be shared, Before the dreaded morning light. She checks her perfection with the aid of glass: Every hair in its place and every tooth shining white. “It...

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the ocean-tide-ease beeches of... peoples paper litter-at-shore... stan sand ...

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Adore him so much. Ecstatic by his soft touch. Asked, "Wanna make love?" Gleefully I said, "yes, please!" Suddenly felt at an ease....

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oxfords current english diction (air-ease of meaning) echoes- an engaging philosophic-call (for a small full-loss-of-fee) for- the pages of 'philosophy now' a magazine of meaning stan sand ...

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Oh, to flow unfettered, like the morning breeze, first requires us to put heart at ease, whereupon with desires thawed, resting thought forms odd, we then see God and are free, giving love our nod, our fragrant, joyous soul awed, blissful in mode embrace and release. Oh, to flow unfettered, like the morning breeze!...

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Day ends to be eve, And mounting come memories Gloomy heart to grieve. Yet, sets in when late eve’s breeze, From tether frees tied up ease. O thou late eve’s breeze, What if ye come all alone Without memories, To let me linger till dawn When pleasant dreams play nigh prone. _____________________________ Tanka |04.04.2024| evening, memories, dreams ...

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Driven insane by sorrow, there’s no tomorrow to cure it… Honestly, I’m in vain and so guilty…feeling way less than legit… I’m holding you close in my optimism and its memories along with it Torn apart by negative vibes and strifeful, pitiful thoughts of feeling lost — I admit The peaceable breeze of ease, of ease, of ease blows...

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