Flees Poems - Poems about Flees

How many deeds are the ungodly people doing in the land, They are unethical! Are they forcing Islam on them as sand? India and Pakistan used their religions! But this is a secular country's seeds, Use the Islam religion as peace! Will there be no end to evil deeds? Some are saying their prayers, and...

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On nights when sleep flees from me like a shadow scared of its own existence, I wonder if we are cursed or blessed, we who think beyond the edges of reason, For "bad" is too simple a word for the complexity behind our perpetually awake eyes. We are the architects of our own mental labyrinths, builders of castles...

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somewhere in the night a spirit flees in darkness captured by the light...

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Musing with Caren Krutsinger’s musings. I love our dear poet’s imagination. Thank you, Caren for allowing me to use your poem and a few phrases from your poem. Used poem by permission. My Food Flees from Me Caren, A creepy thing I would devour But wait, wait, wait… not fuzzy wuzzy in the drain; are you insane?! Tickly tasty, i won’t wasty, wiggles and waggles - the...

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Let’s swashbuckler for fun the fox said to the owl. The owl was encouraged, for he was an optimistic fowl. They got out their swords and they fought to the brim. Pushing owl to the edge of the ship, fox’s eyes got quite yellow and dim. Let’s fly away fast! The owl said to the furry bandit. Come back...

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As Winter Flees Giving Spring A Begrudging Nod As winter flees giving Spring a begrudging nod So the farmer waits to turn over life giving sod Mother Nature, bows to Heavenly hand of God Summer too, waits to embrace racing feet unshod Young lads dancing forth with live bait and fishing pole With promise of joy and food from fav fishing...

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Which Modern Man longs For the folksongs Helped by rusted gongs Or their lines sing to a throng, Very sure that nothing is wrong? Which Modern Man eats with bare hands, Because on them unseen sands And this publicizes with bands, Heroically skirting lands? No Modern Man flees from books To simply keep learning from looks; To libraries and books Forced back with hooks! The Modern isn’t...

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We flip the hourglass for time, use moments as each hour's pawn. Then store Today, when past its prime, midst Yesterdays--now finished, gone. If we could make one moment stay just by flipping the hourglass, how to choose the hour, the day so many moments come and pass. Or, as time's measure disappears, will we, in greed, pound on the door of hours, minutes, days,...

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Not everyone form Danger flees Some do beg for it with “Please!” Their entreating voices loudest Sounds producing of the Noisiest: Blokes who’d shun a state of Ease, For ordeals paying all their fees, Their unspeakable imagination, The Best’ Sure Danger, absent from the East, is in the West Not everybody from Danger flees: Danger keeps advancing and they’re trees The Gone ultimate...

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lioness with her sights on the prize antelope feels her; pops out her eyes the chase is on one is a pawn antelope’s heartbeat is on the rise....

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Not everybody from danger flees, Some do beg for it with ‘A Please’; Their beseeching voices at their loudest, Sounds producing of ‘The Noisiest’ …. These are blokes who shun a state of ease, For ordeals paying all the prices and fees, Their unspeakable imaginations, always the best, Sure if Danger is missing in the East, not in the West, All encounters with...

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Raven Speak Not To Me, For A Plague Flees Thy Lips Sadness came, in clumps of ripping hard, smashing waves as if morbid thoughts could such sorrows ever save, none but the blind and deaf could know a darker realm or more lost ship with, blinder captain at the helm. Yet even in such pains, one must seek out the...

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Though she holds his hands, he feels all alone As moonlit desires sense his dissonant vibes Emanating from pulses beating in discord Plundering away ambiance to vacant thoughts When a cogent conversation becomes a task. Silence he placates discarding her prompts Preferring the dark over company of stars As a lone-bird sits forlorn on a leafless branch Awaiting for daybreak to...

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Life Flees, As If Faint Whispers In Moaning Winds As fleeting hours flew into eternal abyss once youth and love imagined to dream so went grave error that time allows this facing life, always with full head of steam. We marvel at the beauty of ancient oaks majestic towers stretching to eager skies oft captured in the glory of artistic strokes yet burdened...

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the darkness covers surrounds the light before day day runs from the night open up your eyes see the darkness in your path surrounds day stillness beat the drum today run from the cold black darkness flee the night turn day 2/14/18 by James Edward Lee Sr....

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