Explaining Poems - Poems about Explaining

I'm training myself to reside on this cruel painful side. WILLFUL SPIRIT I glide when I can barely tolerate this GAME I watch the FLAME. That BLAZE THE FLARE! From HERE?! HYPNOTIZING! The heat within ME IS the SAME! Watch the clock I HAVE at THIS TIME SUCCEEDED! I was meant for this...

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what if we are not a drop in the ocean we are needles in haystacks pricking fingers of those we should bleed with then we fall asleep for 100 years and find them again on a wavelength we tune into for a millisecond ...

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Explaining My Thoughts? Miracle Man (Archives) Trying to explain some thoughts Is like trying to discern why I had them; But then, thoughts aren’t meant to be explained And more often than not, go unshared; ...

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Some people are terrified of him she said But give him a chance, okay? Is he scary? I asked her. Not to me, she said. She is afraid of nothing. That meant little. I took his address. He lived in a remote place On a desolate road When I saw his house, a snicker came out of me, unbidden. I could not stop laughing. His...

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Let's understand that Love is not invented... It is ready... Words are not what concretes It to be... It is the essence that is not seen... Love does not follow rules, it is an anarchist by nature ... I We need to feel it .. So that we maybe be ready to live its immensity, its Full...

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Drinking tea (cha)mate (herb mate) in the bombilla, is a tradition in the south of America, mainly among the gauchos (Argentine, Brazilians, etc) The bombilla is filled with the herb mate heated in temperature palatable and each person sucks the infusion little by little and passes it on to someone else... In this case, my...

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It’s easy to complain about The things we cannot change And those who don’t complain at all I think are mighty strange. Yet trying to improve our lot Is often way too hard So many just get stuck in gear, The path to progress barred. Not wanting to be viewed As doing nothing, we maintain That nothing really can be done And therefore, we complain....

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GOD explain God, too easy... Enough not to explain... ! GOD II It's just that you can't... we explain God in this way what do we feel, is God......

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Like the mist of an early morning rain and the love of an older dog Like the spontaneous hug from a passing child and coffee from a mountain fire Like a call from an old retired friend and the memory of one who left Like those boots now broken in at last and a map whose roads have changed Like the smell and...

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Sorry kid's But unfortunately sadly Christmas won't be the same this year as the one's you are used to Because you know how you see people wearning masks now Well Santa and his Reindeer have also caught Covid-19 and got sick And the reindeer can't fly in masks so he won't be able to deliver any presents this year But he told me to tell...

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Innocently shocked, they surveyed their new abode midst warm welcome of strangers introducing themselves sweetly assuring, “We are your family --- starting today.” Such captivating look would soon grip my heart when they candidly confronted me with this question I found it hard to explain to kids, aged six and four… “Why are you now our Mommy? With truth...

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If the poem everything explains, wouldn't be what is ... always a puzzle...! If the poem were only precise language, it wouldn't be poetry, would be language technique ......

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I waited for love Literally staying up Moments after chasing bucks I’ll FaceTime you a bunch of times You gave me butterflies at first I seen the worm in the apple So I didn’t appreciate you when I had you Now I’m decreasing my value Women see I trashed gold Now all the kids that thrift gain opportunities to double bag a queen in plain clothes Every...

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When "socialist" is governing and driving failure of the economy under capitalist regime it's not for anything else ... it's for lack of expertise ... ...

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I had gone to this spot to pray on a mid-afternoon street in the city so busy the cars rarely make time to drive as they sit for hours and hours on end where I got the vague sense of familiarity commonly experienced cloud-watching when you see a single cloud, all alone, way way up in the endless sky you just know is...

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