Get Lost Poems - Poems about Get Lost

We must never renounce the dignity of being... So that we do not fall into the hasty, cunning nonconformity of non-belief... Let us reach the chimera of dreams, even leaving visible traces of our weaknesses... Let us tread uncertain grounds with the greatest certainty of the superior, because we are sublimely graced by it, towards the final peak...

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In the stream of consciousness, I get lost among thoughts, a traveler through dreams, Seeking the brilliance, like a guiding star in the infinite night. I imagine a world where light reigns, banishing the heavy shadows, A world where every soul radiates, like a star in the vast cosmos, Every day would be a new dawn, full of hope...

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SATAN cannot destroy me I will make it through Jesus is with me Satan just flew With all the tests and trials The journey in walking miles Satan gets lost NO weapon formed against me shall prosper Jesus paid the cost I PRAY at the ALTAR The BLOOD of JESUS over my life I shall not be lost. I will not be lost. ...

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trip yourself my way no siesta at borders cross right for a swim until you're breathless and lost to my words~first to my place...

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Among the forests of ideas that get lost in dense fogs, On high cliffs, beliefs carved into the mountain's root, We stand bound by incantations, by formulas we recite like a litany, With hearts full of ancient seals, whose deep mysteries are unknown to us. It is a world of shadows we weave, from the word we speak without...

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Polar bear angel on a winter’s day Glided out of sight with my cousin Ray Ray is a flea, so most did not see him there I heard his singing voice in the cool light air The swan sleigh they took had wheels, which was odd Don’t get lost Ray, I called. Don’t get under that bod! Ray is always careful,...

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Do not get lost in the dream of a poet, Whose heart is an ocean deep with thoughts and feelings, He will navigate through each of your moments, without purpose, Enveloping in verses the color of your eyes, your smile, unknowingly losing you. In every word of yours, he will seek a universe, Spending sleepless nights deciphering the hidden messages...

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We choose to get lost with another soul And don't consider the logic or goal Forget all about the risk and danger and cost With another soul we choose to get lost To be lost alone is the empty fate Taking all that time to sit and wait Never feeling ever truly known Is the empty fate to be lost alone We take...

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When did we become that old married couple, too busy to live everything we do is for others we give give give... The kids are away on a summer retreat there are no schedules we need to keep The weekends free all our work is done it's just the two of us time for fun Let's get lost, lost...

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I am early to my appointment I was nervous that I might not find it My history of being lost is easily touted Even GPS does not help me all the time Frustrations of my past failures have propelled me forward I walked in an hour early, no surprise to me As it is what I do wherever I go. Refusing...

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In this heart Thy thinking is like the melodious tone in a flute; In this soul Thy yearning is like the fragrance in a flower; In this mind Thy discussion is like the worshiping by a devotee None will find me anywhere Though everywhere I'm fair If you get lost from my pen, from my wise ink Chattogram © Mahtab Bangalee...

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with dreams and hopes the sun did rise life was lived through open eyes rain dismissed clouds no more rainbows spanned from shore to shore a future then so very different now has come to pass perspectives in the rearview mirror fractured images in the glass teardrops fall in amber pools of frothy foamy suds causalities of life brought frost where did you get...

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So this Poem is Actually Called Roary the Cat and was written for an 11yo friend of mine called Brad... it was written due to the times we live in Roary the cat was very black But he was not very fat Although he had a big appetite His trousers were never ever tight A bit like Brad’s I would...

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I've struggled most of my life with chronic depression. On an everyday basis I have had to deal with this demon. It's like we both have been lifelong annoying companions, but that has changed for the better, I am an improved changed man. A friend of mine, let's call her Roxanne, sent me an audio lecture on depression given by...

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sometimes i lose myself in the obstinacy of night beyond the umbrage of shadows that fall within its tenebrous self 'tis there death dances spinning around wayward souls tempting them to follow into depths unknown i feel the strength of fingers hold beyond turned wrists pressing firm within the brawn as shallow breath exhales stale air i see its face from clouded moon reach out to me dubious that i will fall silent within...

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