Everything Poems - Poems about Everything

Demagogue not pedagogue Aghast & agog Perfidious insidious fog Reeks of the past Slog through the smog Musk seeks to flog Earth & its serfs Downed & drowned In his dystopian bog Even starry nights Elon’s neon satellites Seedier media perch Utter nutter besmirch Thriving in the gutter Conniving depriving church Vex "X" & Tech T-Rex hex Or next bogus Rogan Bogan slogans prevails Alpha male tales derails Sod the planet’s scars Cruise trips to...

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the sun will surely shine again ~ know that your dark thoughts are merely passing clouds drifting across the mind of lonely skies...

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My happy girl has that gleeful grin She peeks around shower curtain and I smile I want to do my best as her parent She is my joy, my life, my everything...

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Love walks in like it’s always lived here— barefoot, unapologetic, dragging sunlight across the floor like a blanket it refuses to fold. It opens all the windows at once, laughs too loud in the quiet moments, starts naming the plants even though they’re probably going to die anyway. Love doesn’t ask permission. It rewrites the furniture layout, puts your favorite song on repeat and says, “This...

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Everything Everywhere I Mean... You Go Thru This Place, And They're ALL Master-Pieces!!! I Should've Spelled That Some Other Way... It's Hardly Even Fair. I'm Just Sitting Here Talking To Myself ALL The TIME... Hey, Don't Let Anybody Else In. I'm Talking Here. Play Dead. -Gray Squirrel 05-19-2025...

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The end of everything The master of the old tank ship that resembled a schooner sat fretting in his cabin; for twenty years, he had been the master of the vessel, a friendship between the animate and the inanimate had developed. During the war years, the ship delivered high-octane plane fuel from the USA to Britain, with him on the bridge...

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~a dark void in the soul - a pain that is difficult to see ~ ...

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His taste in music feels oh so oceanic. His touch makes me feel so cosmic. His voice, like his favourite songs, so angelic. His mode of seduction makes me so manic. His place makes me feel so at home. His city a place where we will gladly roam. His openness makes me want to write a tome. His caring nature makes me...

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It’s the work of fate or so we’re made to believe that when trials fall nature had it all planned. But rarely do we pause to ask ourselves Why this? Why me? We make choices and for each choice, a consequence be it a leap or a crawl we must brace for the fall. Question everything. Even nature is a question a challenge we were born to accept....

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Not sure how to carry on Everything I love is now gone Did not see the end in sight Took you like a thief in the night I know it was God's will Doesn't make it easy still On my knees I have knelt While my heart starts to melt Thought together we would grow old Now your body is lifeless and cold Not...

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Every moment we have, it’s not ours to idle away, It’s not ours to cosy in slumber, The night is not faceless, And the day is not merely a superficial series of events. We walk through a door leading to others connected in time, Mystery intertwines with these connections, We search for answers that plunge us deeper into the mystery’s wormhole, Each...

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She cries during songs that no one else listens to all the way through. Her heart catches on moments like it’s made of thread, tangled in things most people walk past without noticing. The girl who feels everything has a soul that doesn’t just hum, it sings, even when no one’s listening. She gives away...

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I am a golden sunset after rain A warm light emerging from pain Sometimes blue, sometimes gray Forever changing and experiencing the array I am Venus and I am Mercury The stars, the Earth, and the Sea I am everything and everyone Consciousness belongs to no one ...

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Everything i'm not made me everything I am, Without imperfection, without flaws, all is perfection. However perfection leaves no reason for strive, And without the urge to change, the world would stand still, no transition, no drive People would never reach for more, believing they have it all. only Once imperfection enters does improvement begin to call, While Sounding counter intuitive,...

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My King, my everything, you see, My eyes for you, eternally. To sleep beside you, my sole desire, A love unmatched, sets my soul on fire....

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