In Front Poems - Poems about In Front

Bent in front of Him,bow down If not bent for Him then for whom you? Who lays in milk-sea with sneak-crown, With four-arms ,yellow -dressed in dew. In one arm He has the knowledge book In second He has his unique arm, Third and fourth lotus and weapon took, I prayer to Him to end woes and harm. Being mindless I prayer...

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In front of your birthday cake, you divide your life into slices, and each slice bears a face, etched with the marks of the time it belongs to. A knife on the platter is your portion, sharp edges cutting the icing so gently, like your skin, that you cannot call it violence. It’s not contrast, but distance, measured and...

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Skinny kids Wrinkled clothes Crooked windows Non-symmetrical Snowman slightly off center The “Olds” Wrinkled fenders A round-headed driver A teetering toboggan Hanging from its roof The artists Sipping hot cocoa ...

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{"Hadn’t you known, or care to acknowledge that I am wholly fond of my life as of right now? I’m in love with the lighting that shoots and grazes my neighbor's balcony as I sit in front of my own, just by looking or glancing or stealing a glimpse at the projection of lights that...

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How it makes you feel is all ...

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They’re filming* in front of my building, Equipment all over the place. The crew members milling in bunches; Huge trailers invading the space. It’s cool to hear “Roll ‘em!” and “Action!” And know that one day on TV, The place where I live will be featured, With actors appearing, not me. It isn’t a common occurrence So nobody minds all the fuss. Tomorrow we neighborhood...

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May we be blessed to understand happiness need not be elusive…. It need not be an ever-exhausting hunt for us…. How… oftentimes… if we open our eyes… It’s right in front of us....

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Standing in front of my own grave Walk in the cemetery is a beautiful time killing This a fascinating study of the life, and the past Yes, this is true, all cemeteries are part of life But people hate from the graveyards. But why? There is no answer to this why? question. Why? Is a cemetery disgusting? A garden...

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How I disregard most everything in moments of melancholy Perhaps all the bad needs to be in the shade, scrubbed out but for the shadow Lingering retinol image, haunting as it links past to present to forever And how parts of a terrible story are still beautiful, brightly coloured to rest my weary head on I'm so aware...

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Brightly blue hue the skies so shine White marshmallow pillows floats high Sun solar bright yet a distance black dot, the moon passes by Moon in front of Sol...

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In front of the class she obediently stands her fingers locked in cradled hands with downcast eyes and trembling lip she leaks a tear that sears her soul then meekly voiced and barley heard she mumbles what she thinks the teacher wants. ...

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There’s a mirror in front of me, Jesus There is a wind, a breath in me God; No matter the vision, the view Father I’m gonna let your Son shine through There’s a mirror in front of Me Jesus Serious consideration Contemplation, deliberation Pondering meditation As in water face answers to face, so the heart of man to man. As in water...

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I'll take a bullet in front of you I'll die behind you as long as I'm in heaven I know Were to find you cuz I'm looking down apon you keeping u out of harms way so the devil can't find u Let me remind you I'll take a bullet in front of u I'll die behind...

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Tableau Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Joseph May Placed 3rd -------------------------------------------------------------------- A serene ocean... A full moon shining Amidst starry sky. You are at the shore... Heaven is nowhere; It is right in front! Image: 3...

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Not the best option at the battlefield! One need not guess what it might at last yield. For The Lucky bullets that missed targets, For the less so Take-Away for maggots... You dream not of daring a real war front, Save you can humans and animals hunt: For those who can trains with long coaches shunt: The severest swipes or blames take...

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