Lifeline Poems - Poems about Lifeline

"Grandma ain't getting young But we thank God for the year's He's given her But when I look into her eyes I see how she keeps praying for her grandchildren To each be settled in good families so that she lives on" I was named after my grandpa, and he left me my grandma And we've shared a special bond right...

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When a man has nothing The easiest thing to sell him — is a dream (Dreamsleep: February, 2025) ...

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Look in the sky where the sun shining like light, feel this light. It is that light which is your eye power without light, you are like only a blind man. life also has a light which helps us see our right way of life. Feel that light which was very bright, follow the rays of the light, The light has a name...

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A father Once a son. A son Will become a father, Time makes the difference. A mother Once a daughter. A daughter Will become a mother Time makes the difference. Father's ignite The pathway. Courage and belief Their messages. Fearlessly facing Adversity until they die, Leaving a legacy for us to follow. Mother's teaching Love and patience. Always showing Compassion, Amidst disorder. Paving paths For us to thrive...

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I committed to river Volga, the longest river in Europe Here, estuary, they are sounds, subtle, peaceful and eloquence, a hoopoe In glum and glee, damage controlling,she, still, suffice a pleasant song, life long You and I, came back for the guy, who, burnt the face, the funeral, encased, and Nirvana...ahem... The river Volga, still existing, meandering and... perhaps...

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A whispered word in the silence of dread A deep, dark tunnel with Light up ahead ... A bright ray of sunshine in storm filled skies ... A promised return when saying goodbye ... A kind smile on the face of sincere friends ... Forgiveness from one you deeply offend ... A newborns sweet cry after death sneaks by ... And failure...

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"A dressed day has disrobed into the depth of a drawer's nightstand." (Oh, how positively awesome that what can be sorted out in such an explanatory pattern that a difference would maketh a day.) The muskiness slouches about to a point of apathetic stoppage, and even without looking over his shoulders, he indulges in an artless...

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We're all young until we look in the mirror The lines on our faces longer, wiser To think to us we have so much time Our youth stolen by a lie, it feels like a crime, I'm only twenty-six, I'm only young, But to the youth we're much older to some, What has become of us, As holidays pass by, as fast as...

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This is the luckiest fountain pen That tongue makes me to pass the...

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My metaphorical life I serve it on a platter, and gracefully... ...

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Blood no longer flows Through the stented arteries Pacemaker discharging...

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she filled her lungs with air and insanity, her heart grappling for mercy against her chest, growing weary from a dissociating tyrant, her mind running laps to every nerve synapse, fleeing from the feral monster inside her. breathing easy was like an exhaustible task, frail and meager, her body laid upon a bed, her bones like steel prying into her flesh, every living...

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Walking down the road I feel pain, In my chest falling on the ground. The darkness hides within me, Pain, suffering, powerless, To escape or leave. This body lies still, unmoving and, Silent as my life drains and no one hears me. The only noise you hear is the blood, As it slowly drips on the ground. I hear running towards me, She kneels beside...

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jacks my name i used to drink destroying my body what did i think couldn't see the real world hid in a bottle ,just to be safe it was a scarier place like a ship that's sinking i was going down head just above water im almost drowning from the inside out throw me a life ring and clear my doubt you sailed by ,and...

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Upwards bound ties that bind; Gathering cords life's line; 8/29/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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