Finish Poems - Poems about Finish

2025.4.14. I have started writing diary since May last year. Eventually, my diary's style, transformed to poem like. After five months of losing friendship with BB, By the end of the year, I rested a bit. I was emotional exhausted. I started posting my poem in mid January this year, When JC introduced me to the poetry world. Every thing went well so...

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And if today puts a period on forever I’m glad I got to spend it with you I’m glad we got to drink in a million golden sunsets I’m glad we got to dance to our own music in the rain I’m glad we got to laugh during the birth of a thousand sunrises I’m glad we got to collect...

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As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew   anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue   Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue  flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on true Tis the vernal hour...

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One day Bluebird may it be The someday when it's you and me Where all the dreams I had to store And all the times I wanted more When all the nights I sat alone In silence staring at my phone Are here and gone, the waiting done Come to me then, we'll make one...

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The year just started; Yet, it is almost over. Today is the second day of the year; Yet, it is with anger, Fear, impatience, and horror That we want another year To show up at our door. Give ourselves a chance. Before we dance, Let's pray first, And stop the frivolous lust. Let's quench our thirst, So we can enjoy the party, And be more relaxed and happy. What's...

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Tripped the electricity in the forest, tumbled to a faceplate on the ground; The shock raised the pulse in my wrist; A storybook vision may confound, star-crossed sits doomed to diminish; Ground yourself in nature’s mound; Let yourself revive and replenish, kiss all the petals of a wildflower; Renew your freckled faded finish; Bathe within a rumbling rain-shower, untamed fuels an aura of power....

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I’m on my knees, hands clasped together under my chin. He’s standing above me, looking down to meet my gaze. The look of concern washing over him. We’re so close you can almost see the heat from my body bouncing off his. The only thing separating us is a red line on the floor below me. Millimeters from...

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. whilst your head back ...

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I hope every minute you think, a flower of guilt blooms. I pray your garden of guilt goes on forever. Your living is a privilege you shouldn't get to have. Does your harm have no boundaries? When you look into a mirror do you cry? Every one of those tears you squeeze out of your eyes are just...

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Betrothed to your hollow headlines written in the speech bubbles on my phone screen Enough is enough when I discover that I want a hologram of you, laying next to me The build up breaks me down like crumbling bricks turned to dust at your feet The reason I stay is only connected to the reason I came...

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Looking back on when we were Young so long ago It's so sad When I think of all the things we had And magical things we used to do Fate and providence Brought us together Fate and providence tore us apart I gave you the world And you took my heart so true Forever and ever it belongs to you No one has...

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When the sun gets dark in your life There is a cure to show the power of your destiny Life paints a picture in many colours So we should often embrace the darkness As a pattern of brokenness, brings us closer to new discoveries When the sun gets dark in your life There is a greater measure of fulfillment So it is...

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Remember when you were a fleeting thought? Back when your smile was unremarkable? Your ocean eyes not yet part of the plot? Before your name caused that unconscious beam? And now I let you go, you haunt my dreams. I look far and wide to avoid your blue. Each curve I touch I bend to the extremes. I chuck my headphones to...

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A due date is the finish line, a detail not to be ignored! What do you call a starting line? A place to leap from made of pine, the impetus of a spring board, far from the waters finish line. The cover of a book design, begins a quest to be explored, as text flies from that starting line. The crack of the...

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You”ll regret what you missed out of fear, trapped by the ghost of a do over; When you’re calm and your vision is clear it will eat at you under cover; I’ll fill you with the sweetest perfume a phantom as you slowly inhale: My laugh will haunt the song in the room leading with it’s melodious trail; In broken...

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