Human Poems - Poems about Human

Do not get carried away with a man testifying about you The fleeting and lying world will dump you soon and leave you cold Hard to explain your loyalty when your eyes are closed Folly game they play, holding to unconfessed sins to do Well, a judgment day will end them anyway One thing is for sure, evil has...

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Roadside Lilies Hiku 45 roadside lilies white in full bloom with delight~ yearning for human sight. e s w ...

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I am grateful knowing we are all human beings… When it comes to our DNA It’s the way our creators tried to format it I just wish when it comes to being human we were all a little better at it. ...

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The water inundates the houses and the towns. Washing all the beauty to an ugliness of brown. Homes are ruined, with memories loss, by heavy drowning-floods. Nasty and distasteful times, swallowed, up in muds. Yet, in tragedy is beauty for brotherhood is there. A loving, sacrificial braveness permeates soaked air. People stretch to take great risks in saving human lives. And those...

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A clash between two atoms. An explosion — the Big Bang. And so it began: with an eruption. A cry of fire. A chaotic dance of matter. A beginning born of rupture. How could it have been otherwise, when creation itself began with conflict? And here we are— millions of years later— on a planet of conflict. A whirlwind of forces, an endless struggle between people, between ideas, between...

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Why? That's the question. Why? Why? Why? Why? Why do we live in a world that hates change A world clinging to a past long gone Why must hate be so common Why does the world insist evolution is a myth to progression Maybe it's just because they thrive in the tension Maybe because if we cleared the fog of distraction We would see their...

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Dripping dripping, the sound resounding Like echoes abounding Stronger stronger, louder sounding My head is pounding Throbbing throbbing the pain is increasing Like a jack hammer never unceasing Longing longing for the pains decreasing Too much pain, I need the releasing Like soft white clouds, floating in the wind I feel the medication like a comforting friend Thanks for the help, no hope I...

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Words are just a wrapper— Truth lives in the ache, Not in the noise we speak, But in what starts to break. We often make remarks, Wearing their grief like borrowed skin, But fail to touch the fire, That burns beneath within. "I feel alone," we think we hear— "I'm fearful. I'm not okay." We answer, "I'm sorry," Then turn and walk away. But somewhere in the...

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In a realm where kindness has vanished, Where no light dares to appear, The echoes of darkness reign, Majestic and cruel in their sphere. Sharp tongue, slice like a knife in depth as you speak. A flashy eye glare soothes your skin as you walk past. Words are full of deception, discrimination, hatred of your color, identity as you-a settler in...

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We all build our castles from sand Only to expect them to be lasting You will never see the faces to smile After your victory is measured by forever. From the moment you should walk away To the end of the road you have taken It's your heart and soul this is your chance The light is your opinion of good...

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I will forever treasure the two of them. One was a homeless man I met when I was in the process of moving. He said his name was Sky. My Heart feels warmth each time I think of him. You might say that Meeting Sky was a 'going away Present from God. The other treasure, I never met. She passed by and obtained a...

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"AI has stolen the imagination from writers. The human writer is the true creator from their heart. AI is the great copier because they have No heart to write with." By Poet  Writers imaginations like to play, with creativity and words each day. Only with a writers big human heart, a writer gets their pen in hand to start. Keeping...

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Contemplations For Joanna Propulsion forward through the entropy toward the finish line Expulsion toward nothingness from a population in decline Repulsion formed at courts of corruption by the degradation of mankind Convulsions inward turning as we strive for the refine Emblematic overtures containing muse inspired compositions Hippocratic underscores as medics train the next physician Beaurocratic paper wars that only...

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Oh, my dear touch -me-not plant, ...

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Life- Span of Sun is now reduced to half. Exhausting fuel, the Sun will be White Dwarf. Sun to run through gradual expansion to...

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