Here Poems - Poems about Here

Today I’m grateful for knowing what native nation people have long professed That each of us is put here in this time and place to decide the future of humankind. Did you think you were put here for something less?...

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They wake before the mist lifts in bamboo huts nailed to the spine of hills, children with feet toughened by stone, learning to climb before they can read. The school a distant building where the teacher comes twice a week, or not at all. Lessons written in a language that does not speak their names. A girl hums an old tune as she carries water...

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i never thought i would be alive at 8 9 10 11 12 13 but now im 14 and alive, and happy and its almost unbelievable to think that i made it this far but i have and im here to stay....

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Explain this that and the other to me Also decipher what-not-shelf Help me to understand why subpoena has an o in it And why vacuum has two u’s....

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Do you believe me? I believe! Then they flew away On a First Class PAL Airline to meet June. Will there be difficulties? It's all in our shoulders! What if I fall asleep? I will catch you! What should I take on the road? Favorite outfit And a few gadget for happiness. I want to take tenderness. Take it with you. And the bright glimpses of warm dawn Take...

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You're lost in thoughts of Yesterday. I'd like to drive Yer Blues away. Always, Across the Universe, Let it Be, do not cry or curse. "Life is a Long and Winding Road", I say, Because when love has showed the Rain will go away, dear one. You will then say, "Here Comes the Sun"....

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Hey..' You..Are you heading to the bus stop? Well yes..Oh Good.' Well i don't mean really good though..' why not? You mean You have not heard.?? Heard what.? Well theres going to be A plane coming to your bus stop.!! Are you sure.?? Oh yes.. And if you don't have the right ticket..' Well you won't be Able to board.'...

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Out here, where time forgets its name and distance wears no shoes, a single atom dreams of being seen. A nebula breathes in slow creation— a phosphorous wound stitched by light, spilling stars like secrets never meant for mouths. What lilt remains in the voice of the void? Even silence has shape here— serpentine, a slither of ancient radiation wrapping the bones of galaxies, like a mother tucking in what she...

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If your charms are here, my arms are here… no degrees of separation between yours and mine, my dear ...

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2024.5.24 at 16:43:00 You installed Conversation Apps, Gjim. "Have you read my previous message yet? One way trafficker." The user name was "S... & L......". test. shonky shifty dodgy bloody crappy ty shonky. heeeeheeee x2 blah blah blah blah blah blah 2024.5.27@10:25:00 Good morning Luckier 24.5.27@12:41:00 Invaded?? i went past and...

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There were years I disappeared in plain sight. Smiled when I was supposed to, laughed on cue. Let people love the version of me that rarely talked back. But inside, I was pacing. Clawing at the walls of a life that looked fine from the outside. People don't ask questions when your mask fits well. I build myself from what was left. Not from joy- from scraps. From reading and writing and...

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Good days can be found if we Open up our eyes and see The beauty we all can find When we leave troubles behind In the past and move forward Leading all future days toward Happiness lit up with light That is sunny and so bright Walk down a road filled up with smiles Stretching for miles and miles Take one step after...

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What purpose does it serve to negate light, given that upon death we must return, restored as our Self, dancing in delight, healed from bleeding wounds that in life did burn? Descent and ascent is God’s plan divine, where our soul’s tempered in the sacred fire, love enabled when we choose to align, ego consigned to the funeral pyre. Barren is awareness bereft...

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Here we are again, on paths of time where thoughts flow like water under the sky of longing, it's absurd, I know, but I carry within me a joy that grows like a flower in a field, it's not an explosion, but a warmth like a hearth that heats the frosty night, I have no faith to light...

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Don’t wait for a trumpet when the breath in your lungs is already shouting. Don’t wait for a sky to tear when your soul is already trembling. The signs are not in the clouds, they’re in your compromise. The delay is not His it’s yours. You think you’ve got time? You think your youth is a shield? You gamble eternity on...

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