In The End Poems - Poems about In The End

In the end it just don’t matter, it matters no more. This broken body so shattered can’t fight anymore. Memories alone appear and play through in the mind. Sorrows once owned and feared now fade into time. Thoughts over fears of what will be now. People so dear won’t be around. Is this soul preparing to go somewhere new? Because it’ll...

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Hello God, are you there? I’ve been searching for you everywhere. Starting out in my mother’s womb Not very long ago, When my life was barely beginning Before I began to know… Anything about you And this world I was headed toward. I was looking for you even then, Perhaps so even more. More than when I finally arrived, The...

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I never want to feel that again, I saw your darkness in the end, I never understood how you felt, Until I saw you turning into someone else, Trapped beyond what I could comprehend, I was shown the severity behind the man, Coming towards me from all different directions, Rebuking while running for my life for protection, Leading another girl out of...

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Life is already very tiring What to do if you don't even Have a spiritual sustenance To a lover, life is inspirational To a painter, the world is a canvas To a farmer, the field is a worlplace To a businessman, everything is a profit To a writer, everything comes from an idea To a poet, everything is delight of beauty To a sickly,...

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It wasn’t fiction, though they call it God’s story It was more than a word, though His word I can feel It wasn’t a feeling, though it felt like real glory It was more than a song, and its melody could heal When God came down from heaven above There was a light that reflected the wonder of this Son When...

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When someone loved me but I did not love them back, they did so many genuine things, like always reaching out asking if I was alright and took the mistakes their friends did to themselves. They say:"Take care" with a smile, I wished that would've lasted longer, If I just knew what it meant. I couldn't say that...

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At the end there are always the beginnings we fear The tears falling as we moan The regrets for missed opportunities The guilt for not being there to protect The wishes for more time spent Our world seems to fall apart When we lose someone so close But when a child is involved it makes us rethink everything we have...

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Who will be beside me in my own death bed in the very end? Will it be members of my family or at least an old friend? Only God knows who I will see before my exact end....

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In the end, we all shall become a story, Woven into the relentless fabric of time, melancholic and deep, Like shadows dancing in the pale light of dusk. Through the delicate labyrinth of the mind, Our thoughts flow like quiet rivers beneath the nocturnal sky, Carrying with them the silent echoes of the past and unfulfilled desires. We are trees in...

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Faraway in a distant land hope grows age of centuries battlefield of truth a merry go around cotton white kisses clouds dancing joy blows them away Warmly into paradise upon golden sands lingering magic music chants an air wave floating The harp plays on her spells as a violin tugs deeply lament where the starlight...

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Live in the end In the End. At the last moment. Zero. No more time No time. It’s finished, past my life. Death is knocking Death is saying, Vilmos, no more time, but stay alive I am still alive, but I can’t feel the life. Life is gone. Far. Far. Far. For the life. For my life. I have gone...

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Terrifying threats hang over Israel from Iran That Ayotollah Mullah Fellah sure can bellow In the end, Israel will expose him ~ as yellow ...

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My intellect is what helps me. I can jump into the purely rational space and deal.  But it's very lonely.  I lived like that for years at a time.  And, we sometimes love an idealized version of someone, the person they projected but aren't.  And maybe they are striving to be that.  Many times they aren't.  But still love still exists, intact.  And...

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Awakened by song of long distant voice, a beam of light cuts the abyss. Serenades calling, the lost and the falling, sneaking into lives gone far amiss. The sound of strings breathing, emotions retrieving, new rhythm transforming new sight. Each serenade seeming, a shard of glass beaming as stars in the deepest of night. With Joshua leading, I set forth proceeding on journey that...

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I felt a funeral, in my brain Somber people gathered All in black So many tears The TRUTH revealed People DID Care!! Shovels of dirt cover me It's raining soil on my casket ©Sam Harty ...

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