Facing Poems - Poems about Facing

Some say crucify him Many said enslave him Others said neglect him Few said let's hear from him They never wanna listen to his messages. Some say let's rectify him Many said let's edify him Others said let's glorify him Few said no let's nail him Now some can relate But they don't want his rule. He's always prepare Ready to fight for his right Defending his personality...

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Siberian tiger, striped, brave and strong She covered my entire car, ten feet long Six hundred and sixty pounds turned and stared me down I ran until I reached the edge of the very next large town You were never in danger, a voice said in my head. He’s just a big pussy, a pet of your weird old neighbor...

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There once was a time when i did worry I spin through the storm of life's winds and flurrys Though i came through it all Though i did not fall And ready to face another with all haste and hurry...

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Recovery can be the biggest blessing you ever receive Yet at the same time also being the highest mountain you have ever had to climb One minute the adrenaline is pumping Then the very next your finding yourself trapped within your or thoughts Stuck facing reality without a clear set of directions Realizing that there is no map...

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If I went barefoot for a lifetime, shoes would be pointless. Toes ate board, concrete, grassland, shoreline. Me, Tarzan to pedicurist! ~ was poor but didn’t own it. ~ Text-book believers trembled at anomalies as cats dreading water. Drooling high-schoolers rated us backward and poor ...

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Do you ever think about others Who've been in your shoes How many have suffered Not knowing the truth Theres choices we make Struggles some face We do what it takes Consequences to pay Some act & don't think They'll ever be caught Days turn to weeks Behind bars you'll rot Some people will say There's things we'll regret Then...

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Wind and rain collide Forcing, smashing my face Standing freely....

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Touch, translucent, delicate and sparse, Awareness fleeting and fragile; Treasure of treasures, Lo and mark, Seeker born quick and agile. Peripheral only, inward glancing, Laughing at clumsy gestures of life. Around, yet beyond, in silhouette dancing Coalescing at times into strife. I, but a dalliance at your disposal, Significant only in ego's arousal; Clinging to fringes as bee's to aroma, Dancing as mules in the...

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If possible, don't complain about fate Get rid of the sadness and the pains The wind will blow it away Life is short, love is not enough Why bother for a minute in the sun If possible, please release your heart Living selflessly strong in the midst of life Because I still know that giving is forever Self-sufficient mind will be relaxed If...

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A lot can be said, on the subject of future events Stock market numbers measured against Viable companies, yield plentiful profits CEOs heels grind into the shoulders of giants Progress is steady. According to plan No matter the outcomes for creatures or man All that we see has been staged and well versed Politicians demanding answers in rhetoric, rehearsed Much can...

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While young, boldly go out To meet the baptism of wind Frost, rain and snow Practice a patient, open-minded Wise heart to save yourself Happiness will come in this world No one really help you Except yourself, striving for glory....

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There are days when the water exhales softly, its glass surface holding the light like a promise, and my boat - once battered and splintered - glides steady, sails catching the wind at just the moment I need them to. The storms don’t forget me. They linger at the edges of the horizon, a dark smudge where sky and sea bleed into each other. I’ve stopped...

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One day Jill was going uphill. She wanted to make herself chill. Spotted a lucky Robin's quill Jack got in her way and stood still. She waved the quill and tried to spill Jack liked it and hinted his will. Tried to snatch it away from Jill She slugged him on face with much skill. Jack fell down making a loud shrill. Jill got...

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I saw the Elm trees Standing tall in the cold winter The freezing wind has withered their dense leaves Blowing up alike fireflies Their tough branches hit the hurricane I heard the wind hissing in pain The baptism of the wind Revealing the resilience of the trees When the hope of spring has been quietly arriving A...

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I was wondering what a painting about one of my poems look like Grimly gathering of gnarly letters So take this one would it slipperyness of eels in heels Would my light one haze of neon faze Would oil slick inks hint of tyres hanging cliff Stuck between being and bee spell Check one Czech too slathering like squidwards tongue Could you imagine if...

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