Long Youth and old age Poems

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As Eager Sun Rose, Rewarding Its First Bright Gifts

As dawn woke, uttering shining of its first rays
Night's darkest veil vanished into whispering winds
Rooster's clear crow, signaling a wonderful day
Full of life, with golden treasures love's...

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The divine master is many things:
He is a monolith to which we pray;
He is the light and he is the way; 
He’s in each and every place -
Like the commandments we shan’t debase.

The divine master...

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Have this rage.
From youth to old age
A world I hate
Horrible fate
No drugs ever gave me relief
My belief
Rage can make you fall
Loose all
Makes life sad
Being forever mad
I do not drink
 Except what comes out of a...

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You can hear them, choices for you're listening,
you can see their visions if you just open your eyes and see;
     there's a difference - perceptibility,
the important versus the insignificant,
  ...

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In the endless kingdom of time, where clocks are silent and years dissolve,
Existence weaves smiles with the mirage of immortality, faultless,
Man, a traveler towards the infinite, through melting icebergs of moments,
A dancer at the eternal...

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Philosophy On Youth And Old Age



Life bears its pain with a howl,
stubborn pride laying in tow
Yet living is always for the now
(Youthful pride sings out to play and show)!

Looking back, regrets eats out so many...

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PASSION OF LOVE

Red is the color of love
Red smacks of passion
Passion pumps through the veins
Passion froths with emotion
Emotion graces hugs and kisses
Emotion embraces with eyes
Eyes that see deep into your soul
Eyes that color your world
World...

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As Time Fades
by Rebecca Morris
 
when we lose someone precious time begins to stand still
our heart begins to ache and theres an element of our lives missing that no-one else can fill
we question things and ask...

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YOUTH AND OLD AGE


Get off your galloping horse of youth’s impressions 
Stop looking down upon old age with contempt
You are still on the planes of doubt and uncertainties
Having not yet made in life any real...

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The New Knowledge. 

Early September, days are getting shorter and evenings longer; 
the breeze that blew had pockets of cold air, a reminder of 
things to come. Dawn when I got up looked into the...

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3 things do not wait for anyone: 
Time, Costumers & Death

3 things you get once in a lifetime:
Mother, Father & Youth

3 things once gone never come back:
The soul from the body, an arrow from a...

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YOUR SUFFERING*



Oh, my friend, Russell,
How much I wish your suffering
Water to be
For  
At once it to the last drop to drink
Thus 
Your anguish instantly to end 
And 
The smile on your lips, yet again...

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‘Angered seasons have ere now’, creak the bones
 Of the old, ‘laid cities to waste. Now time
Will uproot from our earth the enraged stones
     And heap them upon our heads’. But...

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Life is realization of its own likelihood
Life is acceptance of one’s responsibility withstood
Life is creation of values and worthiness
Life is full of earthiness

Life is entailed by existence humming
Life is constant process of becoming
Life is creating...

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What A Clot Am I
I sit there just waiting, waiting my turn to move
You’ll never know where I’ll strike; I am on a mission, myself to prove
No one knows where I’ll strike, but Doppler* tries...

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Textures

Burlap and satin, old age and youth,
that’s probably backwards to tell the truth.
Cause something that’s satin, is easily cut.
While hide of pure burlap is tested and tough.

Burlap and satin, old age and youth,
a rigid garment...

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RAINBOW DREAMS
What would I not give for the wonder
In the eyes of a little girl
Somewhere on the edge of the horizon

A game of peek a boo
Comes alive when giggles dapple
The sunlight’s foray through the window...

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What heart holds love most pure?
unasked for, freely given
flows eternally through our lives.

What heart holds pride shinning forth?
with loving eyes, beaming face
for each trivial task completed. 

What heart holds gentle patience? 
battered, long abused
lying wounded,...

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Thou exquisite bride of melancholy
I welcome thee with open arms
Thou paths are serene and holy
Thy lover will forever be under thy charms
Life in mad pursuit do men follow
Thou patiently wait under the lonely tree
Sure of...

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A bridge we build inside of us
From our youth to old age
A swinging bridge quieted now
With a mesh of creepers 
Entwined like our tendril lives.

We paint the bridge in different colours
Like nature’s many hues
For life...

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I cringe at the thought 
 of approaching old age, 
  falling hair, sagging skin, 
   hideous wrinkles and all
    as the reality of mortality
    ...

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