Kind Of Poems - Poems about Kind Of

Slept throughout the day, Feels like I’ve slept through my life. Wide awake I lay— It’s just that kind of night. I've become a spectator of my own life, Not a wink, even though I’ve turned off the light. Switching postures, counting sheep, Tried every last bit— I guess...

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Vice like grip unseen yet tight Pressure building through the night It bends the light distorts the sound A silent storm where pain is crowned My temples pulse in steady aches Like thunder’s growl before it breaks Yet in its grip a lesson found My mind is strong though pain is bound Then comes relief in a soft embrace A quiet calm with a...

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I told myself To go with the flow Gosh I was so naive then And though somewhat I had known Of warmth and of love And how it all goes When I saw her All of it just froze She wasn't all sweet And warm like I'd been told But she was like blood Splashed over white snow She was like a fever dream Shards of red...

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I want the kind of love that young children can't stand the kind that remind old people of their young loves the kind where we spend hours on the phone talking about nothing. the kind built on trust and security, the kind where we really just enjoy each other's company. the kind that they write novels about. the kind that are...

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The weatherman says it will be 85 But it now feels like 72. So what should I wear? Out the window I glance, Thinking people will give me a clue. Yet from what I can see, it’s a very mixed bag – There are t-shirts and sandals and shorts, Though I also see long-sleeves and jackets and jeans, Which all go with...

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Oh the things on angel wings My Father has bestowed. Provision, healing and grace, But another made me glow. I could not see a way to glee To experience joy again. But, by God, the unexpected Was poured in abundance on me. Such serendipity, oh the gift so free For my soul was crushed with sadness. The miracle God gave to me, Was a pristine...

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Ariana Grande had many teenage fans girls went to her concerts, in different lands Then a bomb went off in Manchester killed 22 Revenge, ideology, a toxic stew Girls liked to sing along with Taylor Swift But in the alienated mind there was a rift He stabbed little girls at a Swiftie themed class Three of them died, there's a question we...

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Why? Why do you shine like that? How are you up there— so perfect, so bright? While I scream, while I scream, and all I do is fade— I can barely breathe, I can barely stand the weight of this. Each star has its own pattern, its own radiant glow, because every light is different, every star has its own story to show. Some stars are born...

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Sir Spoonsalot was a bit of a snot His breath was stinky, smelled like rot We were shocked when he began dating Lady Chatterbox He loved her a bunch, they both had a crow and a fox. But what about Sir Gigglefritz? My cousin Vi asked me. I heard that this weirdo was at Lady Hopsincrotch’s afternoon tea. This was news...

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He is kind of a gangster, our daughter told the family We were set up to wonder about her man, Lee He was not an angel, but he had brilliant dreams Wanted to head to California with oceans, not streams They were in a lowbrow motel, not a great place to meet He used terms like “baby” and “darling”, wasn’t...

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The same kind of nights we see the same times a year. People play people, break their hearts then blame the moon and stars, not the beer and the bars, for all the tears. Down the road, round the back. Wake up without recount for who or what was just unluckily near. Bruises take a while...

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A silence falls, swallowed by traffic’s hum, I let out a sigh, inhaling exhaust and dust. Her voice cuts through, steady, familiar, “Which road takes us where?” I don’t know, I never did. But I hold the wheel, pretending. She sits beside me, half-smiling, The wipers sweep the rain in tired arcs. Her fingers trace a line on the foggy window— A habit from...

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This day by day by day! This simplistic work, rest and play! This house, this car, this work! Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock before you realise who’s the jerk! These lines get deeper set. These eyes get less upset. These lies and lies and lies! These persons loved now just despised. The dreams that blew away. The promises broken eat away. The realisation of...

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The world is spinning, yet here I stand A quiet promise, hand in hand No rush, no race, just time to be A love as calm as rolling seas The sunlight spills, the curtains sway Soft echoes of a slower day And in this hush, so sweet, so true I find my world begins with you For here with you, the world is...

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I want that fairytale kind of love No I don’t mean putting on my lost shoe on my feet I mean loving me and sweeping me off my feet Look me deep in my eyes Tell me I’m the woman you love and you can’t deny Make me feel your love so deep that I feel like I can fly I...

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