How Poems - Poems about How

You promised you’d always be around even when you had to make yourself look so silly to make me smile even when I couldn’t you we’re always around even when it meant making the impossible possible even when it caused all eyes to open fingers pointing name calling finally settling down you promised to always...

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The following account predicated on partial fact and a healthy dose of prevarication with an attendant overactive imagination. Trying to REM ember the waking stage of an emotionally tormenting dream One week later still dog-tired after jarring telephone ordeal (seven days ago from April 30, 2025) with fake government employees, yours truly still emotionally haggard trembling and wretched closely following on the figurative...

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how far will you go ? this beautiful day unfolds - night whispers softly....

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You can't force nor Can you choose anyone To be the ANTI-CHRIST It's not up to you It is solely up to GOD and his miraculous Choice and his timing ...

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Evil always think that It can't be stopped Just because it spreads Like a wildfire and Gain fully in strength but God has the fire extinguisher that Can put out any fire...

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If I could follow The blue kite soars in the sky Escape the mundane ...

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The ships gone adrift On the blue portrait of us Were just two strangers No destination in mind Every port just looks the same ...

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latent tendencies simmer in the subconscious surfacing in dreams superficial silence soapy film of a bubble bursts when tested stuporous awareness as yet bemused by illusions is blind to light of Self to regain control we bilocate consciousness in playful spontaneity...

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She inhales the aurora, breath laced with frozen with light speed Pulsar fingers stretch through cirrus gauze, her bodice bending like solar flares. Astronaut A quasar shudders behind her lips, erupting across the event horizon. Space folds— she unspools like a nebula unraveling, luminous in the underworld aphrodisiac of your vanilla fragrance...

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She snaps like a brine tendon, spilling embryo chords across the basalt shelf. Tongues of nacre split her sides, each vertebra strung with gravid silence. Kelp-blind, she threads the continental rift, her fingernails seeded with unfinished continents. Magma foams in the pouch of her pelvis, grinding up vowels like crushed coral....

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Stacking mistakes on top mistakes Putting everything in its place. Keeping my Framed Memories. On display My heart Hides the flaws With paint. Meaningless things filling the room becoming a hoarder that is hiding you. Kilos of your love get caught in hidden traps , i set up. My numb heart starts...

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Said to my daughter: The Canadians elected the Liberal Prime Minister She responded: That makes them smarter than us. ...

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It’s hard to comprehend when I look out, but the science has left so little doubt, ten thousand years back, this place I call home was chilly depths, where only fishes roamed. The whole if it a lengthy glacial lake, but to my mind that seems like some mistake. Ten thousand years…that doesn’t seem so long, Karan Tepe is older, it feels...

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From your tender voice into my ears flow sensual whispers that enthrall. Wrapping silk threads around my being, spellbound... I am beginning to fall. Soft words caressing hidden feelings, my heart races, my breathing is deep. Swept away by the waves of real joy, grasping emotions I want to keep. Embracing my heart with warm...

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Being in a rut is driving me nuts. I feel trapped in this doldrums. In my mind, I am screaming … Please, somebody! Get me out! Writing is hard, nothing comes to mind. Going out is tough, even to the market. All I do is read, transporting me to Boston, and Vermont, the settings of the stories. Need to write, but my muse...

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