Harsher Poems - Poems about Harsher

...Matsuo Basho Haiku: English Translations of haiku about seasons, spring, rain, moon, flowers, blossoms, wind, river, etc. Blame the rainy season for my absence, old friend Moon. —Matsuo Basho, ......

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...When Life became too heavy, People grew harsher, their words sharpened into wounds, their silence burned like fire. When I finally broke, and Help knocked on my door, the world turned away, ......

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...I miss things sometimes. When you take a drink of water. And it tastes worse than ever and makes you cry for no reason. As if water has died. Nothing is stagnant. But it feels, hurts, smells......

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...Tie my hands so I may not touch others with potent realities Bind me from what transpires about Shackle m......

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...Springtime and The Fall Spring is most certainly an uplifting time, All around Life growing With infectious enthusiasm, But lately I’ve been feeling mine Beginning to unravel. I kne......

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... The cosmic conflict rages on with battle lines distinctly drawn. The good on one side is arrayed Evil on the other parade. Two forces battle for man’s mind One to set free, and one to bind. ......

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...There are many reasons for the case of the Anti-christ being from a Muslim nation: They (Israel's inner ring of enemy Muslim's nations) have taken crafty counsel against Your people (the nation ......

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...I sat on a chair completely nervous to know where I would do my youth service. Then came the rudest shock of my whole life, I'd have to go up north where strifes were rife. I didn't even try to......

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...I am too sensitive, every breeze touches me, every sound pierces my silence, I feel everything pouring into me, like a silent sea swallowing all the unseen storms, all the emotions of the world......

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...A tribute to our own Charmaine Chircop. Well past due and definitely well deserved the sky she sees is beautiful the sun appears at her command yet no sorceress is she storms vanish ......

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...*Henry Ford developed plastic from soybeans for cars. It degrades! Art As Activism II Imagine no longer the sounds of seagulls squawking or splashing through......

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...The challenge of modern man is to reconcile the antithetical aspects of his personality, On the level of the body, he is an animal; on the level of the ego, an aspiring god. The fate of the animal ......

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... I stood … on a mountain not nearly the highest but the air was clean … seraphic cold, but not bone-chilling keen, that it restore the marrow and course the blood more acutely it sharpened ......

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...In Ouachita's tales, where pine needles sigh. I trace the mountains' ancient, weathered crown. Silvered river forgotten secrets float by And fills my heart, a sonorous chamber now. A flame igni......

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...Wake me up When flowers bloom in blue and red Wake me up When all the tragedies meet their end Wake me up When all the scars have healed on my body and mind Wake me up When the feelings......

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