Interests Poems - Poems about Interests

I used to paint for twelve hours and it was not enough if I could have stayed awake longer I would have painted for twenty-four hours not walls or porches, canvases I love drawing cartoons and painting them Now I am in my studio for less than an hour when I get antsy and find something else to do have my interests changed? Was...

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Imagine No poetry No photography No music do we know our own worth ? a mean streak of yellow light emits and dimmer eyeballs entail with a soupçon of an onion reminiscence ...

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Rainbow owl, you are amazing even though You are completely photo-shopped I know An artist has made you adorable to me I like your looks, gorgeous is what you be. It makes me want to use photo shop myself. I have never done it, because I need an elf Who understand the ins and outs of technology. So they can teach graphic...

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A woman Is no longer a prisoner In a family Like the olden days Now With her own pursuits Own interests Own wellbeings And No more intensive pressures From the mother-in-law Or anyone else's dictatorship A new person is born To the society To a new era And now The death of a prisoner Has ended the miserable stories Of women In the olden days...

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When melancholy drowns my interests, all seem lost; when black bile's ooze then molests, I travel through the valley of this death, lacking life, hope—even desire for breath! So, myself from blackness I...

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The curfew city rustles People begin their hustles Transport and markets bustle, noisily The curfew has served its purpose,obviously We get it more clearly now From ourselves we knew not, to protect us, how Enter the consummate politician He protects business interests, not the Physician He spews numbers daily bigger Wields authority, we figure Advises that we borrow heavily, to save us We get broker, as...

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The obsessive narcissistic lover of hers climbed the hill of challenged. Beating his head against a brick wall for his pure love was damaged. Whilst meeting they seemed to get along, with common interests per usual. Neither proudly advertised; for this was unconventional. Upon leaving he stirs and slurs, left alone she questions again. Uttering muttering "women", naming blaming "men". Pick up their phones to call now...

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Be careful not to lose the letter attached to the top. I finished mending the pants she said, I hope you like them them, I didn't know that Blue denim Vest and pants where so heavy, they'll look nice with those snakeskin shoes you got for Christmas. I hope she'll go with you, I mean if you ask her to the dance I hope she...

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COMMON Interests Kim and I were both taught to be good girls, and we both believe in God and humanity. We use long poetical rhyming words like insanity, vanity and profanity. Both of us like the outdoors, and know there are dangerous things like gravel and snakes out there, Which will jump up and bite our bare...

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Last evening I noticed another disconcerting Trump headline. This felt and smelled more like a deadline for disintegration than a lifeline, a bootstrap, if you will, toward integrity of health and regenerative safety, which I thought was front and center in our US Constitution which I remember him swearing to protect right before he reassured all of us he is here to listen to everyone; Republicans...

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Two Taurus husbands intending to nurture shared truths of Win/Win organic mind/bodies engaging Earth's interdependent communion To discover our conflicting and often unshared half-baked thoughts intentions anticipations in articulate and marvelously punctuated language, rhythm, lexicon of meta-confluent function and integrally warm co-gravitating flow like butta' To uncover, recover, rediscover our therapeutic seeds and traumatic weeds, cooperative hopes and conflicting transracial despairs, repeatedly, co-passionately, authentically, resonantly and, at...

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What Interests Me I know there are men more tender than you With eyes more protective than yours, And more other things, And . . . . . . . But I’m not interested in the number of hydrogen bonds in molecules of water. All I know is that without water, I’ll die of thirst And it’s the same Without you. Translated...

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When we pray to God in purity, We speak our mind to Him with alacrity, when we study His Word deeply He speaks His mind to us clearly When we praise Him in His beauty, we spring into His presence... in reality, When we Thank Him thoughfully, we spur Him to doing more constantly. When we worship Him willingly, we spray Him awesome words...

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I want a new interest to heal, My heart's weariness, Someone to live for ...

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A sea of nothing, full of volume and driving ambition from both sides. A shooting star is nothing but a rock from somewhere else; maybe more lovely, burning in our atmosphere. Life on Earth, how special?...

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