In The First Place Poems - Poems about In The First Place

The body houses the soul that is its primary role But with all of the body's demands the poor soul is an also-ran...

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"The amount of good luck coming your way depends on your willingness to act". Quote by Barbara Sher ______________________________________________________________ Whispers of disobedience float in the air. A challenge beyond the conformity snare An inability or refusal to shift or comply However, awareness stirs—a probing stare. Prejudice dances with arrogance—and defy Forcefulness quality—firm fervor to untie. Rebellion and lack of collaboration clash. Invest in openness—it's...

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Modesty is the graceful, calm virtue of maturity; bashfulness the charm of vivacious youth: Quote by Mary Wollstonecraft ______________________________________________________________ In a world of modesty and grace, We find our unique space, Where calmness and virtue reside, And vivacious souls cannot be denied. Bashfulness—a trait so dear, Adds to the charm without fear. Of vivacious youth, so bright and bold, A beauty that never...

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In the rich story of life—moments float and sway An innocuous glow of thankfulness ignites the soul A sturdy stance of gratitude entails a virtuous array Spread all virtues—never tumble into a hole. ...

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In the tapestry of life's intricate design, Lies the sacred geometry of chance divine, A web of threads connecting you and me, Weaving a tale of serendipity. Chance, the enigmatic player on the fate stage, Guiding our steps through life's endless rage, Coincidence, a symphony of the unexpected, Whispering secrets yet to be detected. Serendipity, the gentle touch of grace, Unveiling paths we never...

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The greatest deception men suffer is from their own opinions. By Leonardo da Vinci. In a chasm of hate, shards descend, Crystallized thoughts; their paths now bend. Splintered and cracked in a furious fall, Merging, dreary roads white lines extend. Evil spirits spew out an obnoxious bawl. Minds split, mixed with a malignant appall. The emancipator, a beacon of brightness, His vicious...

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Loneliness is never more cruel than when it is felt in close propinquity with someone who has ceased to communicate. Germaine Greer In the orbit of nearness, where hearts align Where synapse evolves into a cherished sign, We descry ourselves in place and time. Bound by a close and familial rhyme. Physical wistfulness and togetherness, Creates a suture of joy...

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Written: July 28, 2023, No anchor for Rancour Poetry Contest Sponsored by:...

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Compartmentalization, a labyrinth of the mind, Dissociation, a dance with fragments blind, Fragmentation, where sanity threads unwind, Within this mental content, secrets we find  In the depths of the psyche, a world untold Dissociative identities, stories unfold, The heart weighs heavy with stitches torn, Tender scars hemorrhaged; love core is worn. Dangling damage, as shattered glass, gleams Reflecting on the chaos, the pain, and...

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In a world of mellifluous dreams, Where whispers embrace in soft moonbeams, A moiety of verses, murmuring in rhyme, Revealing the secrets of an arcane time Nemesis, the muse, with susurrous breath, Weaving tales of love and death, Her voice, a sigh, a melancholy strain, As she plucks the strings with a gentle domain. Ensnared in the web of her melodic spell, Lost in...

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In a world where chaos roams, The human howl shook the domes. Lissome and slender, with grace to spare, A vision of beauty beyond compare Her demesnes are poetry, dancing on air, With each step she bears, it is a mesmerizing affair. Her body, so lithe and so effortlessly appease As if she's been kissed by the breeze. Her limbs flow such a...

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In Twilight's embrace, I met a love divine, A tale of passion and a heart entwined To the one who set my soul ablaze, I pen this ode of fading echoes and lost days. With eyes as stars, you stole my breath away. Whispering promises that would soon decay. In your embrace, I felt invincible and free. But skimpy did I grasp...

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Caress the broken heart with threads of muted sound In the depths of sorrow, let hope be found. Unravel the pain, stitch by stitch. With melodies that heal and gently enrich. The harp gentle strumming, such a soft kiss, Brings a balm of peace to the wounded abyss. In the depths of sorrow, let hope be found. As the symphony of healing...

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In the realm where time does spin, Where destinies are shaped within, There is a force we cannot escape. Kismet, the weaver of our fate, shape With threads of gold and silver, it swam Kismet weaves a tapestry, never scram Through the dance of destiny, we are bound. In the symphony of life, we are found. With each step we bear, fortune guides, Leading...

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In a striking and jagged world, my heart cracked. But I will not be beaten; I will not be subdued. As I wandered, Earth's boundaries attacked. I have vigor and a spirit that is renewed. ...

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