Like Oil And Water Poems - Poems about Like Oil And Water

...Holding your hand fills a void yet clashes like oil and water. I look at your smile like it’s the first one I’ve seen etched in my mind Technicolor. I see you when I close my eyes. I miss you......

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...Forgiveness is an oxymoron. Trust is obliterated. It cannot be made new. Hatred still lingers. Forgiveness is an imaginary, thought in our minds, Where there is no solution. Can you truly for......

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... Good And Evil And The Heart Miracle Man 6/9/2023 Good and evil, won’t reside for long in the same hotel. For like oil and water they won’t mix, just co exist. One dominates the ......

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...I. Melancholy and joy, like oil and water, do not combine (like water in a bath of acid). The twain never do meet in a single psyche, a single soul, a single mind, II. or in ......

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...Poets, you've been expressing your opinions on politics Some were very nasty, like oil and water, they don't mix Some 'discussions' have gotten rude and very hostile It's truthful facts vs. fi......

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...Religion and science… never to wed Like oil and water, alone in their beds While science defends, ancient dogma portends Two voices discordant, to break if they bend For centuries lon......

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... Love & Hate By: Tom 8/15/2019 Tanka Like Oil and Water, Love and Hate aren’t miscible. We must understand, If hate decides to move in, Love will be quick to depart. ......

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...THE GOSPEL If the gospel isn't good news, Then it isn't the gospel at all, The gospel brings tidings of joy Jesus redeems man from the fall. For God so loved the world, That He gave his on......

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...Below our very feet, there are souls dreaming of nations after them. Despite being held hostage, every understanding is collected Throwing away all faith, allow their hate. Walls tremble with thou......

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...I was born in the City of Angels with the Pacific Ocean within scent. This was a city of diversity and my home until my parents moved to the temperate forest gardens of Oregon with less diversity. Or......

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...Truth and false are like oil and water keep own existences......

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...I hate how I look at you with such destain and such because of how i saw your face with love and a warm embrace the way that your eyes glisten in the sun wether they be green blue or brown,......

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...Time advanced Faith still lyes in a man's gifted will and healing hands Pressurized by macanical manicans Vocies similar to mucical bands Sinful humans blessed to live on cursed lands Many follo......

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