Living Poems - Poems about Living

Time passes, time has passed, but not completely I came from the past but I will embark towards the future in the present time in which I am... To enjoy the present destiny that...! that was given to me... !...

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Dash of panache …blade cascades on the lash..rocking …fans cavalcade flocking to be clocking some shocking..peacocking....with a hefty splash of flash fancy dan elan No mocking.. knocking or blocking my pick as the talisman taking charge, unctuous rambunctious argy bargy barrage of Siraj Spick and span does give a damn masterplan..an if anyone can I can…wiry fiery...

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The Apostle Paul speaks here earnestly of the importance to be cleansed from every defilement of sin clearing the dirt through our spiritual lens This cleansing comes in God's power through his divine merciful grace praying in and through His Holy Spirit telling of His love in constant praise Holiness is so important to God as scripture tells He's triple holy proclaiming His pure godly...

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Improv is an unscripted comedy form. Starting with an idea for a sketch, actors interact with each other, making up things as they go. As one person responds to another, “No, but…” squashes spontaneity, while “Yes, and…” builds the banter, propelling witty action forward. Quick and clever dialogue promises even more to come. Then, after finding an apt ending, a brand-new sketch can begin. Our lives are...

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Judy woke up pregnant just as her one-night stand was leaving into oblivion. What was new Hell introduced him, hell could have him back She remembered another man A man of the cloth What were the words he always spoke The dead are amongst us The living below They sent him abroad when they found out Faith and sex They just didn’t go together Not...

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I am tired with the word what do you do for a living A question whose answer will take you away from me Because I am not productive enough Yes I have not collected much stones recently Like penguins do on an island But they collect one or two just for fun All you do is work, work And yes you are...

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So many murders it's overkill but no one cares on Capitol Hill and some are less concerned it seems to me with the killing of the living (whose taxes pay the wages of sin) to each U.S. Supreme Court employee than that of the unborn or perhaps I should be more forgiving tho' lives are broken they remain unspoken on the Washington White House South...

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O worship the Lord In the beauty of holiness So says the Bible Again and again. So how do we do it In chapel or church Majestic cathedral Or do we just fall On our knees to the floor And hope God is smiling As he looks round the door? No, none of such methods Display godly holiness By that kind of beauty God can’t be impressed. The only way...

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I am living la vida loca Every single day here on earth Also I am already used to that I enjoy living every single day La vida loca Yes I am having a busy life That is la vida loca Every day first thing in the morning When I wake up I pray for my Father I thank my father For keeping me alive today Also...

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“we estimate tomorrow’s rainfall to be between two and 88 inches.” that weatherman’s bound to be right, I told my husband. “not if it doesn’t rain,” he replied. “Or if it rains less than two inches,” said my mother. The perils of watching TV with two critical thinkers....

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Living life each day come what may is a choice I make but I feel like a fake because I am heartbroken and although not outspoken My pain is screaming and I am dreaming of the day that grief will only take up a brief part of my life and not be the center of me ...

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But not the interminably hopeless daddy longlegs some say cellar spiders also know as the cranefly lurking amidst the shower curtain then flapping wildly all around my hat just not first thing on a Monday morning when stark staring and uncoffeed thus it must be duly despatched with an implement humanely and meanwhile the water's spraying in all directions Later on leaving my nosy neighbour...

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Life in the phase of living it out is still enjoying itself It produces small reasons for contentment It hones the skill of distracting itself with trifles Not unsuccessfully it attempts to insert a smile wherever possible Knowing that there are no hopes, it hopes In full accordance with the foolish saying that hope dies last Life tries to become more...

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Perhaps in wanting to understand We must abandon wonder Whether willingly for the sake of rigour and strength Or unwillingly surrendering to the unexplained In those bylanes in order to explain We study, observe dissect Practise reductionism to the last atom After that when the head rises up again Devoid of wonder, innocent lost It sees...

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"Im not doing this because you told me to Im doing this because I feel sorry for you" No, you don't. You want love. You want acceptance. You're scared it isn't real Scrapes and bare bones wilting in your soul Waiting for your joy to steal No home to call your own The eyes are windows to a world inside You...

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