Lends Poems - Poems about Lends

...There’s beauty in imagining great things; It lights our dark future with hope-filled dreams ~ Visions of peasants ordained to be kings, And plebeians crowned as queens, so it seems. It charts dre......

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...Date written: 26th July, 2025 Contest: Three Options in I Poetry Sponsor: Constance La France The man who has no imagination has no wings. — M......

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...I still wake to crisp morning air, but hope dissolves right then and there. As I open my eyes, I realize and sigh— another day begins, and I wonder why. Time drags slowly—no spark, no fun, ano......

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... Written: June 16, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker Line of inquiry: track where lies the fulcrum of the fragrance of a rose, then likewise find within your soul....

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...Sly low tide sneaks up to smooch the smooth shore that holds old footsteps left behind us and lends itself to sand castles standing guard until high tide plovers dart on fleet feet across sodden......

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... Silence Listens In the quietude of a room at night When all is hushed to stern and strict silence ......

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...Soon, O toil? Take, tamarisk? Athlete, hurl disc! Flickering fog in fine-kept frisk! Blessings in the brisk! Amiable heaven, hell: What to do about? Blood congeal and ichor gel! Set fire to ......

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...Hey, Mrs. Johnson Soon I'll be dead Soon I'll be six feet under My children will cry At the volume of thunder Hey, Mrs. Johnson I hope you don't mind No one lends you it back I'm not borrow......

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... Belief takes no root, Unless the hand lends its strength, Life the truest proof. ©bfa050225 ......

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... I am an amateur athlete running a race. In earnest, I try to speed towards my goal, My feet embracing the earth I tread My legs aching, but careful not to fall. I encounter many......

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... “Each day drifts to our pile- pray, it's stamped with a smile.” _by Poet Each waking day arrives as new- it's......

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... I'm no one's love story My words spiral back to me My love letter never reach the right address I sing my love poems apologetically As if this piece of broken links that connects me to fee......

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... Today I’m grateful for sunsets… Each one is uniquely beautiful as it lends its colors to the sky.. reminding me if each sunset is uniquely beautiful… then there’s a good chance…so am I. ......

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...Lost I am, my angel, take me home, I gently plead, I surrendered the reins of my love to a stranger without face or presence, I stumble and fall on this empty, endless road, alone and lost, I trav......

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