Insensible Poems - Poems about Insensible

... Dear Mr Author, I was really grateful for your help. It was you, My poems were out of the freezer. They have now, Been read by hundred of viewers. You have become My poems' rescuer and my he......

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...With these rings, we said, "I do," Never planned to play the fool. Too young to grasp loves weight, Too blind to heed its rules. We were D—drifting, never devoted. We were I—insensible, inconsid......

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... It should by now be evident Whistler’s mother is very patient. For two hundred years, or close, she’s been profiled in that pose. And, as far as any expert knows, she’s never changed to ......

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...I’m so perfectly perfect I have it all under control My anxiety is running rampant My death will be silent and slow How frigid to feel the breeze on my skin No matter the wind continu......

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...The silence stream cascades in the alien alley, sonata of stillness resonates in the concrete, dances with the music of the barrel organ, his weathered calloused fingers produce. The nostalgic ......

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...Our minds are a mirror's fragments now facing each other Reflecting rays of thoughts and passions from each ever-turning face Building a house named "Sympathy" built from those shaky beams Ins......

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...An illusion; a blurred vision; psychic collision; Deja vu caused in me an invisible division; My mind and heart showed me a situation lived before, What happened and what would happen floated from......

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...The Almighty will take care of us We must pray by being only true Our job, we must properly render We must take efficient steps We can never blame God at any time As that is not the correct pr......

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...Outside my aperture, the storm is lashing hard, I preserve my story, while you've held discard. Mists are drifting in; an extra cyclone is tackling, I'm contemplating in distress, in s......

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...I am guilty I know I killed a spider. A miniscule tiny aspect of life moving about its business in my space. It fled right it fled left it jumped up it came down. My godly presence was......

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...The stranger is strange, pariah, leper sounds offbeat, Neither truculent, nor relevant, all destined to encounter the doomed relic; The bizarre outlander, alien to stimulate the instant pulse-beat......

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...What may be the hardest thing Once thinks a human being We people do many things Through nonstop thinking and thinking “It is hard to ride my new bicycle” Said a kid with his little tricycl......

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...======================================== {There will be ‘nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.’ UN climate report warns of ‘code red for humanity.’} ======================================== You, ......

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...A jackdaw is stealing my tote bag of unused words, a rodentlike kibitzer, a pecking dictator of the worthiness of sounds. If I run out of bullets now he will take over my range, blue-pencil my ......

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...Peter Beechey capped the last bottle, of the latest Lager that he'd brewed. He's changed his recipe this time, so the argument will be renewed. He say’s the Lager that I make is not near the standa......

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