Frets Poems - Poems about Frets

...he doesn’t need to see the world to understand it the rhythm of the streets tells him everything he needs to know he feels the sun not through his eyes but in the warmth on his skin the way ......

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...couldn't know where he was at she had this way and your outside if, just the city slept while once become another mucho distrust danced never right he's not here she wont come outside fr......

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...Walking through maze in a foreign space, So I closed myself in my own embrace. And drowning the bad memories pile, Though it's just for a while. Ready to disconnect and escape the noise, Fadin......

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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 w......

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...Every doorway is well lit yet barred and locked. This is my dream body, it is chasing its twilit shadow down blind alleyways pausing only to heave breathlessly as it comes to a stop in yet anoth......

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... Food in the Fridge Good music on the Bluetooth speaker Bills paid Money made and saved Friend far away but near Songs from yesterday Lots to say No goodbyes Heavy sigh Front door Lot......

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... Journey Journal NEW YEAR’ EVE 2024 By Leon Enriquez The olde year dies With a dreary sigh Oozing away lost highs Just one more day Down the fading lines A bygone dark relay Of worn......

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...So many live life as a masquerade With guarded heart and masking face It’s not until we lose or gain in faith That we are pruned to grow by grace As the year ends we regret deaths Thinking of......

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...October 17 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Mark 8-9 Key Verse – Mark 8:1-2 In those days the multitude being very great, and having nothing to eat, Jesus called his disciples unto hi......

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...There will simply never ever be enough cigarettes To erase all of my biggest losses and old regrets. No matter how many I smoke, not enough to erase my frets.......

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... A wounded sigh, an expression evincing the pain of hurt, A bawl in solitude, turbulence of inner emptiness stirs, When emotions clamor, simmering in angst of regrets, When mute demeanor, of inju......

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...When the door's open, like a lady in waiting I tip my hat as she beamingly frets. As I glimpse into the way she brings, the breath of Spring fills my very being. I go to explore what she has in sto......

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...In the ‘some’ of a number, a zero gets lost. In the idea of ‘some’, values turn frost. In equating ‘some’ with ‘some’ of the few, A territory is gained and a battle renewed. With ‘some’ of th......

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...Love contests in quantities, like numbers, game of chance for romance by the numbers, You and you, pick one or two, left first choose, then right follows through ... awake the number......

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...when being a wild editor would constantly fight with a creditor who was a pretty puny predator with mouth open wide lied about what was inside their tongue had been tied (in hell would abide)......

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