Implications Poems - Poems about Implications

I was not expecting To fall in love Today It caught me Off guard And unsuspecting I was tired Dirty From work An travel I’ll just drop in here For something to eat My mind It was way ahead of me Already in the shower Getting ready for bed Craving Cheese and olives I looked up from the selection Straight into her eye’s Those big orbs Of onyx Her spell It struck me I tried to talk But mumbled And...

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She’s into sushi and sapiosexuals, Yogis with crystals, and vain intellectuals. Just a flutter-by wisp with a thin portmanteau, Who doesn’t believe what she’d rather not know. Her porcelain features come straight off the shelf. She plans for the future by suiting herself. She teases the barmaid with talk about milk, While flashing embroidered hosiery silk. Her custom transmission is...

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Seven year old asks me about sitting on the clouds after we die. He is afraid he won’t find me there. I tell him we are family. We will be together. I tuck him in with warm Winter comfort. Happily I take the time to dialogue as his eyelids slowly close. His questions, like thirst,...

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To be unique akin to be safe from from an imitation though is hard to be such a claimant but what good can I not do to save my life from leaching or leaking if it is from a prey mine is a culprit and now it is like a story but how and how can I be blown though a life of a wishing but...

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Awesome the ideas revealed only to me Profound their implications as the deepest of seas Envisioning an ovation I focus my eyes the audience hushed ~ my tongue paralyzed...

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He is a member of the " Intr Affilia " a non ranking position that Gives voice to grapples Position. It's unofficial Title in the game as known Across this whole wide world as " The Peoples Championship" Well we've always known That these six clauses can Be put in place to impact " An urgent need of recognition" A company rule, that is caused By the cooperation...

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Nothing But Sorrow There is no longer any sign of hope, The truth of reality is to much to bare, My mangled mind can no longer cope, As I'm filled with nothing but despair, I long for the fortune of a normal life, To bare a babe such is a woman's right, longing is my womb, but never to hold a life, To...

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Implications wanting unease a sense of lack contentment on hold until we find.. once found separation dissolves and reveals that lack we held was all along already fulfilled as an inner treasure.. however.. apparently..as the journey repeats and repeats the contentment we need and seek thru failure and pain must also fuel the engine of creation... Yes...?...

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Fascinated only by pathological manifestations Of the subconscious mind A peculiar mark of unfounded substance A glaring light upon the hinterland Perceived as negation In which perception takes place The implications of shallow existence A recourse of ragged indecencies That intricates the fallacy of life With so much refuse and slag In its labyrinth of cohesion Beneath it all lies constant turmoil That...

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Relativity’s science has its place, yet surprises us with social rhyme. For if you say you need your space, then be prepared to give me time. For if expanding space for you then contracts your time with me, perhaps we'll need to soon undo our bonds of relativity ...

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yesterday, i saw the most beautiful sunrise fireball red circle forcing its way over that fine line shadowboxed in its own glow all while the snow fell fast and heavy (is everything complicated this lovely)? what if every-time we touched we could forget the past and live normal (whatever that is?) would i still blush like morning's sky fresh, just getting dressed and you still shiver beneath rippled layers of this...

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her friend showed her a picture of a grieving dog---it’d been roaming round the net apparently & when he did, the look on his own face was sad to begin with, for the scene of the dog laying on the floor flat in front of the coffin, was one that brought about the propinquity of the possible deaths of those older than...

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Among ourselves as missionaries with and for the migrants, our ministry enables us to explore God’s love for all people; it may entail a great deal of sacrifice or total self-giving, in pursuit of God’s kingdom being shared in many ways. There may be some problems or conflicts along the way, but with an attitude of openness and deeper understanding; things...

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How many words can you think of That we call little girls who play ball Who’re bright and bold and assertive And know how to take a fall? How many words can you think of That we call little boys who like dolls Who’re bright and shy and thoughtful And know how to knit a prayer shawl? How ‘bout promiscuous fellas Now for...

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just a little bit more quite a scrawling of the senses or a Raven to come before the final rain gracefully till the end did Annabel Lee stay till the end there’s no portent here destiny or a sign self-made it’s till the end art truth without seeing but the Raven looked sorrowfully croaked something and jumped into my eyes “Nevermore” (out of Heaven) author: Bozhidar Pangelov ------------------------------------ Contest-Among The Dead...

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