Hard On Poems - Poems about Hard On

I am hard on myself, for your presence lingers, The weight of your judgment, my heart still remembers. In your eyes, I sought approval and grace, Yet I found only doubt, in my every embrace. With each flaw magnified, I strive for perfection, Your expectations, a relentless affliction. But within this struggle, a truth starts to bloom, The fault lies not in...

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Sometimes for no apparent rhyme or reason A sort of sinking feeling dampens the mind and heart Not exactly, but somewhat similar to a nervous breakdown Everything appears twisted, strangulated, and distorted Extra show of kindness sometimes turns painful and killing Sadness soon turns into the hysterical sobs Turning the victim into a grief-stricken wretch The face is an index to mind,...

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He was struck hard on his soft head And since has been lying in bed: The hurt spot a bluish red That racing tears in the eyes bred; A New Rap Song he had tagged ‘A Fad’, The Guy singer driving quite mad … And now three days he’d got bad, For sure to be never all his life glad, His hospital...

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Lord God I'm falling hard on my face I feel so disregarded now low and misplaced How and where and now will you come into my space Help me Lord Jesus help me God I've been disgraced I have fallen hard on my face But the Lord God has picked me up and put me in place Didn't know it at...

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In a fantastical shimmer of a glimmer of bliss In a torrid cyber relationship, too good to miss, In a ring of circumstances, she tested her faith. In tiny bits, measured out, by her precision lathe. In retrospect, she realized she was hard on herself. Devoid of pleasantries, hope ran amok on soul’s shelf. The improbability of ever fully knowing Made...

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When you show a softer side wolves will come around waiting for an opening. Once you flash perceived weakness they'll bore through flimsy barriers to get to the meat of the soul. They'll wear them as trophies while sucking the marrow from your peace bone. Harden up before it's too late. Add another layer of metal heart plates. A thick no go zone. Pick the...

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Trump Has Been Hard On Us Can you imagine Trump's fingers eight feet long; With this, many things surely have to be wrong; Low will power; Likes golden shower, And so much sex we can hear in his each song. Have you ever heard of an eight foot hard on before? Goes along with Trump being hard of...

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A poet of the troubled soul A life on who the devil took his toll A happy bouncing bundle of joy Who turned into an angry stepson boy Dear Boddah, will you be my friend? And always will until the end? Ma hates pa and pa hates ma Everyone's sad, nobody calls I don't know why I like to cry Where do...

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I spent my life wondering What I did that was so wrong Each time that I felt bad About what had occurred Without any of my control It wasn’t centred about me But it was just life where There are ups and downs We all need to consider this And not be too hard on ourselves. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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beautiful beyond description in light of illumination falling head long into a stream with whisper that evoke a taste my very soul permeates the lavish cadence of a thought gone our the days I used to frolic in a haze a challenge to be free is a question of time each of us should know how to handle their vessel we...

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Even your imperfections are sweet like the dew on a rose. March on like fire. You are not alone....

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as i go running through cyber space i wonder who it is that is giving me chase i'm so excited about playing the game i wonder who it is that'll think of my name it better be phyllis or could it be jane which of these poets remembered my name while i'm sitting here i'm going insane with this special e-mail running around in my brain oh...

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deep in the forest even natures own fury can be hard on self Tribute To Nature...

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on this night of deep blue darkness will come the footfalls, of the one that i seek. From this gaze of a thousand stars will come to me, the one that i love. And now , the gust of the evening wind sways. My heart skips a beat. Whose footfalls? whose shadows? Alas,my eyes speak for my lips. Who knocks upon my heart? Who is come? Who...

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It's hard to get up some mornings knowin' ya don't have coffee and there ain't a damn thing ya can do about it 'cept go get some... It's hard to put on your running shoes at five am when you're outa coffee and ya know the stores don't open 'til nine and you're tired... It's hard to watch your daughter cut her arms because the boy that...

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