Grow Poems - Poems about Grow

Every morning I paint a pair of eyes to see the world for me— Mine scream at the sky fracturing into neon glass. The dazzling eyes I painted— I use them to fit in the crowd dancing in chemical haze —reasons left out at the gate. I use them to study the rites of smoke —to ghost myself in every exhale. I use them to ignore the...

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It could be the shadows you are hearing, Every evening they grow Longer, darker, Until They devour themselves To become the night. We are all shadows shouting As the night approaches Thinking we are fooling the foolish Thinking we were right. Below the surface… Hoping we were right. ...

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I’ve never wanted to grow up. I’ve always been the girl who sighed At birthday candles instead of making wishes. The girl who whispered, “Wow… another year,” Like time was something cruel, Not a gift. The girl who stared out car windows And thought, “I wish time would slow down.” “I want to be 12 again.” I missed being small. I missed the color of childhood— Not just...

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Don’t let yourself grow old, always think yourself young Whatever your age, life has just begun Don’t let anything get you down Try to wear a smile and not a frown Remember when you think you are nothing how special you are You are amazing, whatever you do, you’re a star You are strong enough to do what you want to...

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In the world of today girls feel the need to sexualize themselves. Social validation is more important to them than personal values, family, and getting good grades. Makeup and skincare can be found in their online shopping carts— replacing Christmas wish lists along with clothes that are two sizes too big or two sizes too small. They get...

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In the garden where illusions grow like paper flowers under the velvet sky, Life is woven like a tapestry of shadows and lights fading into the distance, A sweet lie we embrace with open arms, For the pure truth, like a cold wind, might scatter our dreams, We paint our reality with the oils of dreams and unfulfilled hopes, While...

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The Ones who Teach, help us Learn, And in The End, become, a Quick source of a Friend. We are Bound to Seperate, And Fall to different Lines or Paths. But Maybe, —Still— Make a Friend. ...

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Thus, stars grow cold To bleak stones that do not inspire Thus, stars grow cold As nature's hands go weak and old When the trees no longer respire And no more has men to aspire Thus, stars grow cold ...

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Sometimes, it doesn't matter What kind of dance you do Who you do it with Is more important. If you have a dream A desire and perseverance You will germinate Even through the asphalt....

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Here’s a basic truth…I wish everyone was blessed to know: We are all unique and beautiful flowers… and we all need love to grow ...

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Life good days and bad days. Days to recall, days I will forget. I have learned much from life. Many friends stay forever, some break your heart along the way. We grow learning more about ourselves, life is fun, hard and many times painful. As many keep saying life must go on, days turning into weeks then to years. We ask where did all the time...

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Fear a distressed emotion brought on by the belief that something dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat will occur. It only gains strength when you feed it faith. Growing into an outrageous ember, igniting every corner of hope it’s flames chase. It’s the unconscious decision to give up and for lack of...

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Tardigrade Consider the lowly Tardigrade To survive any environment, it is tailor made Commonly known as the water bear This handsome creature can live any where From underground to the vacuum of space It is no threat to the human race Unless, it mutates and does grow Then it looks like it could be a ferocious foe ****modeled on Ogden Nash Style*****...

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Not all old people are wise. Remember fools too grow old. ...

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I've been witnessing your face in the steady glow, Where our feet once pranced, and affection used to flow Your flame just burned out, a sorrow fueled show, Are you at peace, or where memories grow? The torch I held flickered, casting a spectacular woe, Are you at the top of the world or down below? In my heart's dark...

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