End Up Poems - Poems about End Up

Analiza, How Our Love End Up This Way

I still like you
  for the first time
   serious and true.

Your charm is
   the weapon you still
   use with me.

Time and time again
  the memories we have
  still linger in my mind.

Though fate make joke with us
  and we landed in others arm
  my love see you in a distance. 

I was young and naive
 

My Heaven Forever Tested Like Vanilla But End Up Like a Genocide

My heaven, yes that kind of heaven was between 
his lips when he sang those songs to me, 
his guitar strings sounded like ocean waves and his voice the rumble of thunder, a perfect bullet poisoning my soul a billion times, 
it was like I was addicted to it.
My kind of heaven was hearing those

After a Delay Did End Up Eating Filet

after a delay
did end up eating filet
best in world they say

A Senryu Horn Haiku

Slow Spread Or Do End Up Dead

Slow Spread Or Do End Up Dead

be sure to slow spread
or else you may end up dead
which is what God said

Jim Horn

End Up At Ballot Box

End Up At Ballot Box

Around in water were known to motor,
After we had become a great boater;
Found a campaign;
People were insane;
Went to ballot box and became a voter.

Jim Horn

Incase I End Up Alone

There's a lot of pain inside of me that I think should be known
I've held my tongue, tried to do right by others my whole life
Love, heartbreak, Betrayal, I've felt a lot and seen a lot with my eyes
Let me write this incase I end up alone

When I speak about my pain, heartbreak and life

Where We Should End Up At

Where We Should End Up At

Your opinion to me feel free to give
Will accept it as long as I may live
When both opinions are combined
Things can understand all well-defined.

God much guidance to us He gave
Encouraging us much more to crave
Must be a process that is on going
Down this should never be slowing.

Set and performance a

End Up Going Down the Drain

End Up Going Down the Drain

Have you heard nature trying to call
Went out and wrote poem off the wall
About fool flying into wide open space
Searching for human race all over the place.

I really had begun to blow my big stack
Said that human race I was trying to track
We found was going forward and very fast
Wondering

Will End Up Dead

Will End Up Dead

If I have done all of my math,
There is no end to God's wreath
Especially when you were wrong;
Life you led will not be for long.

Of breath, did detect a shortness
And realized I had so much to miss
When my Lord I refused to let lead
Who has so many mouths to feed.

So will shut

Golf Balls Did End Up Under

Golf Balls Did End Up Under

I just looked outside and saw so much rain
And hope that it all will go down the drain
Until one day again it finally did level off
We could play another great game of golf.

Fairways together each green should link
But when you walk on water and start to sink
Much difficulty surely soon

End Up Having To Die

End Up Having to Die

Was on trail and ended up being erratic
Back an forth seemed to be my tactic
When enemy had been trying to confuse
His weakness to my advantage wanted to use.

God Himself helped me to get a great grip
Prepared me to be going on a long trip
And in and out of trouble me would

Not End Up Being

Not End Up Being

They say that she is such a pretty princess
And in my business I am poor and penniless
Maybe what I should do is to stop yakking
Up and down river soon start kayaking.

Will begin taking pictures of birds and bees
Some swimming in water or in tall trees (Egrets)
Others bearing eggs are building a new

Where Will I End Up

Where shall I go? 
I am stuck right here, and not many people know
I am trying to escape, but I am told that is not the way to go
I want to stay in this hole, but responsibility drags me out
Why must I have to feel this way? I always have a doubt
I am trying to

Have To End Up In Hell

Have to End Up in Hell

Paradise seems perfectly plain and clear
For me, will never be no where near
With rising gas prices and terrible taxes
Bound to bother and surely not relax us.

From the looks of each new politician
Starving voters putting them on nutrition
Program while we are being taken in
And they feed fine faces again and again.

Should

End Up Rubbing You Wrong

End Up Rubbing You Wrong

A buzzard can be compared to an assumption
Central theme on their mind is consumption
And they never will ever leave you alone
Until all of the meat is picked to the bone.

Now that there is not a thing left at all
Mouth is stuffed full and can no longer call
On ground, he is too

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