Flawed Poems - Poems about Flawed

I don’t need thunder to feel the rumble, nor lightning to sense storm’s flash nor icons to tear nor statues to bleed to realize within all creation, God’s sacred omnipotent cache -- Yet, while in the smallest unlimited vastness – and in the deepest fathomless depth -- admittedly, all by grace of Almighty God, little joy would remain for me in life I am certain, if...

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our impenetrable marriages we both in honesty, blatant honesty even in the darkest of confession It's a trust based on a premise of us being together removing our selfs from the responsibility of others to unwind and relax at least 20 minutes a day a date every two weeks a vacation every two years that's fresh thats keen that's cool! Thanks, Duno Cecilio ...

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Bored of deplored Hordes of frauds On abhorred company boards Who applaud flawed Seats stored…for cheats Apply or buy on the fly Enjoy till they die Getting podgy..betting on dodgy bills Thrills of blue pills Moolah the ruler Swills..fills the tills Cash revenues poured Toured here & Did maraud abroad All avenues explored Scored a stash Claps & back slaps Promises will slash Countries floored collapse Nice one chaps Ice caps thawed Adored...

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Flawed Perfection In the dark corners of her smile, I find a fire that cuts through miles, Of shattered dreams and whispered pain, Where only truth can break the chain. Her imperfections, they sing to me, A perfect flaw, a mystery, In every scar, a deeper grace, Her beauty...

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sub test bested friscans, outed not a vow about it sheens and dreams cameroon once held blooms in truth never hid out in bosnia long enough with opened hands looking be kind at him israelly waters eyes so himilayan an trapped too wrapped in his daughters heyday's brazillia soo wild and repressed from americaint pick up the bodies melted frets in my brush strokes forgetting english frustraiting the curved...

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Misunderstanding life lessons striving to be all we can be hoping to change another wishing for close bonds fearing being alone thinking money the solution expecting acceptance from all searching outside of self for answers using excuses to avoid accountability avoiding healing to keep codependencies focusing on others life to avoid own blaming to justify actions projecting pain as a defense mechanism diminishing self for comfortability agreeing to...

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The macabre’s amusing at times, makes for off-beat, hilarious rhymes. To my wife they’re not funny; she wants cute little bunnies and not ones that are strangled by mimes. She says, “Why must the animals die? And that one with the bird made me cry. In the end, she did soar off to some distant shore, but her kin were all shot by some...

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We have got a wonderful world full of amazing creatures all around so diverse and beautiful truly great very colourful and bright to abound It is indeed so amazing really amazing this earth is so vast and so very full what a picture we have to behold but man is guilty of being so cruel In Africa especially so many under threat many of...

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It hurts to see you hurt; it breaks me to see you hurt because of me. I don’t like what’s going on, but how can I possibly stop it? I am not perfect, not good enough for you, but I am trying. I want what’s best for you, but what I had in mind is not...

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I don't claim to be perfect I'm just as flawed as the next...

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When the mirror of life is a gossamer film, veiling v i n t a g e polaroids that reflect inner turmoils, ...

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I have known love; Underneath your tender arms. In the much you have; Your smile is the charm. Your smile brightens my face; Scaring away my wrinkles. You make my heart race; Works up my ankles. Your heart have I trampled; And emotions juggled. I'm full of trouble; No doubt, bundled. Teach me your love language; Embrace me with my buggage. Lend me your courage; For...

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My existence is flawed, Bogged down by day, month, year old thoughts I cannot stop, My existence is flawed Matching statistics taunt me, But solemn truths surface when guards pass drearily to sleep, no more minds to keep, Was all this worth it, Oh the burning yearning to be free of the wretched body When I went insane I thought I spoke to god, And to them, distraught,...

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If my Mothers life pointed to a way forward, Without the need for drugs, Or an excuse to dwell on the unfairness of life. If my Fathers life pointed to how to get by, even with a chip on your shoulder, And not crash and burn, Despite all life throws at you. If my life with all its testing times...

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Well, so they tell us- the political gladiators and heavy weights. That in permanent servitude we must remain. They create a void in our stomachs, which they momentarily fill with what they carted away from us. Just for their self will and whims for another leap year's tenure to be entrenched. They widen the capacity for evil of the canines they have intentionally starved. For a bone's morsel,...

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