Gather In Poems - Poems about Gather In

...When it is the long weekend for the fireworks The fireworks begins when the sky is darken Some people gather in parks to watch fireworks Others just watch fireworks from their homes It last t......

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...In gilded halls where oil flows deep, The people toil, the royals reap. Voices muffled, dreams erased, Truth walks veiled, and fear is laced. A pen once bold, a voice so clear— Khashoggi spoke......

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...A.A. Gather in a circle Fellowship with a drinking problem Any age Alcoholism recovery Share your story Chance to become sobriety Break down the barriers Recovery Alcoholism Reach o......

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...How many stories need retelling for this object to achieve sentimental value? Does importance have an expiration date that’s reached when no one‘s left to gather in celebration? How many ye......

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...The cemetery is not silent. It hums—soft and steady— like a lullaby remembered just before sleep. This is not a place of endings, but of quiet continuance. Here, the earth does not mourn— it......

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...Ruthless heart running around the street with desires pulling strings in dark corners of night, corrupting the people that they meet and causing commotion in the street. The wet grass is filtering a ......

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...How can we not have this conversation where footprints of the poor vanish beneath the boots of investors, and the river sings only to those who can afford its luxury? In Chobe, the elephants......

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...(A lone voice whispers) Like a lone argus-eyed oblique tattered caliginous silhouette Moving extremely cautiously in the severe, deadly silence The Mistress of the Voices of the Dead Poe ......

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...What's left of Mother Nature's leaves are strewn across her frosty girth. A solemn bird chirps alone this eve as fall is laid to rest on earth. Twinkle, O stars, the gods be at dice, and the ......

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... The path diverged, a choice laid stark and bare, Two separate journeys breathing different air. One winding upward toward a sunlit peak, The other shadowed by a murmuring creek. We walked t......

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...When looking at reflections it draws and paints from a spirit certain visions sit on the sidelines set aside afraid to choose honestly and grow a backbone straightened by facts in those refu......

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...Love is the basis of life. Love of the creator for his creation, Love of parents for their child, Romantic love for a life partner Familial love and Friendship love There is really no need to di......

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... When inspiration comes, it spreads its wings, Then off I’ll fly, as a bird that sings. I’ll roam through this world, soaring high and free, Unable to sit still, my spirit will flee. The futur......

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...Between the black gutters and the painted ceilings, Dogs teach dolls how to die. Study the rot in my bicuspids, file down the calluses and watch the heartbeat Shake the skin like strychnine......

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...We sit inches apart, glowing screens between us, a thousand miles wide. We speak in echoes, algorithm-fed replies, pre-packaged thoughts we never owned. I send you a message. You send bac......

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