Go Poems - Poems about Go

Existence, existing and then the emptying out, the exit. X marks the spot where dots are always laid to rest. I have been pulling a little red meat wagon existing just before its hard rubber wheels, the wagon goes clickity clack, snick-itty-snit, bumpety bump uphill or below, it is eager to run me down always keen to bark my heels as I drag it over a shadow...

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The stars are flint in a barren sky, And every wind that passes by Is only a whisper of goodbyes. I’ve drunk the dusk, I’ve tasted pain, The rose was ash, the song was rain, And every touch has left a stain That no new morning clears again. I once believed in love like fire— A golden thing, a high desire— But now I...

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Keep life moving forward Even if it's going the way Not the same with before Sometimes, be aggressive To build up armour for self Sometimes, being gentle To feel relatable with others Sometimes, play the fool To see the true colors of many Life isn't always good It depends on whom you turn to....

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AND ROUND WE GO And round we go The carousel of life spins fast And round we go So few have anything to show Eventually it stops at last Yet the cycle of life is vast And round we go ...

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Why did you go? You swore you’d love me forever. Why did you go When you knew that I loved you so? You vowed you would leave me never, Content in our joint endeavour. Why did you go? ...

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like Summer time! fishing in the Irish sea wonderful Pisces...

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Kernels popped in olive oil, Butter-drizzled and tossed with salt or Parmesan or candied as balls! Versatile delight in puffs of white! ...

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Let go Let go of the pain u have embraced My girl, u deserve better Those memories that linger In your mind Let them be consumed By your darkness Why hold it? When it hurts When your tremble With just the thought Why let the fear grow? When u can be so much more Hold your hands Let your think And don't let anyone tell u of your...

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fine trousers wore the goblin pockets full of goblin hands fine scarf wore the goblin tucked into some goblin pants fine brogues wore the goblin laces full of goblin craft fine top hat wore the goblin brim full of goblin laugh fine waistcoat wore the goblin over the top of a goblin vest fine outdoors stood the goblin of an evening full of goblinness ...

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KEEP THE TOXIC AWAY SWEEPING UP MY HEART, PUTTING THE TOXIC AWAY. LIVING IN ECSTASY, KEEPING MY BODY SWAY. SING MELONCHOLY STRAIN, REMIND ME OF ALL PAINS MEMORIES OF PAST MAY COME AND GO, BUT ONE NEEDS TO BE IN FLOW. NOW CESTEN MOTIONLESS STILL, AND MOUNTED UP THE HILL. MUSIC IN MY HEART AND I DANCE, KNOW THAT IT WAS NOT BY CHANCE. ...

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In about a week, I'm gonna go see my maker, an old Italian guy, who left me with my present caretaker. I need to go see him about my nose, because the damn thing just grows and grows. My caretaker says it's because I lie, but I don't know how seriously to take her. ...

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When it comes to spreading love throughout the world I like to think I’ve made that choice… but I often wonder if I’m succeeding after all…I’m just one voice. But then I remind myself how an oak tree begins as one acorn at first a little small and underrated… but from that one acorn a tree is born add more acorns and...

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Losing a friend sucks Losing hope in your crush sucks Waiting for people to change sucks Finding out you comfort hoodie in dirty sucks If I keep going I’d cry and that sucks So let me change one letter And turn the word into bucks Or let me put my headphones on And go watch some ducks As...

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It must not go unsaid.    they were charming people who understood my concern to have an ill wife who needed care more than an old pension can bear was to invest with them in a scheme that out great dividends An investment where my uncle's son was the facilitator  what else could go wrong, his skeptical heart sensed a new spring...

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2025.4.16 Six year passing. It was an early Tuesday morning. You laid on your sick bed without moving. For a while, you laid still with your eyes closed. I decided to get close and climbed on your bed, Placed my ear against your chest. Tried to listen for your heart beats. You breathed gently on my hair. I was relieved and stayed still. That was...

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