Habits Poems - Poems about Habits

She looked pretty at the Zebra crossing, weaving slowly, her shampooed hair tossing, cars stopped still, to allow her go across, who wouldn’t stop to let a beauty pass! She looked neither to her left nor her right, body cutting out shape in pants bit tight, eyes fixed on the messages on her phone, tripping when side stepping a traffic cone. She continued...

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.When I was younger if I saw a box store I turned into the drive. Spent an hour there, buying things I probably never needed. Today I am sitting across from one, will be here an hour. No desire to go across the street or into that store. I am older now, not wiser, but I do not want...

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Swimmers don't sink until they lose ATP - transferred energy, warming the waters that will soon encase them. You are no different - sucking in the energy I continuously emit. Someday, I admit, you will be the warm waters I drown in...

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"Sometimes, the heart holds on in silence—tied to old habits, haunted by what could never be. cry swallowed by shadows, a confession born from obsession and self-betrayal. This is not a love poem. It’s the echo of wanting what was never mine to hold" The past still hums beneath my skin, an ache, a whisper, soft as sin. The...

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Of all the reasons why I love you Perfect is not one of them My flaws that you accept so well ,maybe? No thats not why I love you not at all. My habits that annoy you sometimes and you still tell me you love me anyway, hmm hmm that's not it either. I love you because even though...

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Mysterious habits have no limits I do what no one can And don’t what no one ban Opposite yes I am A bless? No just a damn For me alone Run in blood, flesh and bone One touch and you are dead Or listen to one word said Be not fooled by the look It is a deadly hook With poisonous bait One bite and you...

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Humans and habits, Both like celestial bodies. Humans are the planets, And habits are the stars. The habit that lingers slowly turns, Into a vast black hole, a dark abyss, Hard to escape, we spiral inward, Tumbling into its void. But is it truly impossible to escape? Though I am no scientist, I know that before the universe, Our science was inconceivable. So by what logic do...

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He who disregards truth and justice Will sooner or later go the whole hog; His bestial appetites and habits, His love of cruelty and power eventually will take over Perhaps without him ever realizing the danger. He is not only beyond the control of others But beyond his own control. He does no good ( like rainless clouds or fruitless trees, Heaping abuse...

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("Earth", 1979, original pen and ink) Missing the Mark As they say, this world is full of sin: the meaning of Life a target we continually miss out of carelessness and habit. This is the root of crime, which theft is the most basic form of; murder, rape, arson, kidnap, assault and robbery, even defamation, all involving stealing something that isn’t...

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Good or bad, we see- Addiction forms easily- As birds and the bees....

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life changing habits improving your well-being and living longer...

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as speaking the truth becomes habits, good listeners enjoying words. September 23/2023...

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plain thoughts on minisclule changes, leading to life altering outcome~...

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Life And Bad Habits By: Miracle Man 7/11/2023 Life is about attitudes, habits, and disbelief, and any prejudices we harbor, God didn’t endow. We look at life’s problems and seek God for relief, As we do those things age and health will allow. Jaundiced habits are often hindering our progress, and these bad habits we’re oft unwilling to cede. The brambles we encounter have...

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Such a smooth motion, the silver slowly moves, right across my canvas wrist, its peace that I choose. The glass quickly empties, my head starts to spin, the alcohol makes me dizzy, it feels like a win. The smoke fades away, drag after drag, i know it isn't healthy, but it makes me want to brag. I swing at them again, i'm not quite sure why, the violence is...

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