Look At It This Way Poems - Poems about Look At It This Way

It's always a battle, Everyday is, Always a battle, Between life and death, I forgot something, I didn't check before leaving, I didn't look before going, Everyday's like this, I didn't eat,I overeat, I overslept, I under slept, I haven't moved, yet I'm so tired, Always like this, everyday is, Incase you're asking, What depression looks like, It is like this, Everyday is,...

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He said ' look back at me' but she didn't want to see so the conflict carried on and events, spiraled uncontrolled, from day one she had to move from home she loved for the sake of parents, beloved and when he struggled to find the words her pride refused , his sense of worth she thinks he's not responsible actions but...

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From the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. I am flesh, made of bones and skin that can easily tare. That unhinged love is the most unconditional, I grow and deforme when all I do is obey. From the womb of my mother- I was born a blessing. While others see...

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Sharp questions make me reassess my thinking’s illogical mess Look at things a different way False premises and conclusions slay Hit me hard where it really hurts ...

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I kiss his bedazzling framed picture, Every time, I miss my former mister. I gently hold my own cheek imagining How he used to do so in a way so endearing....

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Look at the stars how they shine for you and I better learn to appreciate them before we die ! See the banquet of beauty God has created feast your eyes on it and you will feel elated; Dappled in light heaven is our Sacred Window absorb its secret as if you were a leaning willow...

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. how i look'd her face ...

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There’s gray in my beard but no gray in my soul Where Peter Pan flies Cherub’s wings in control My edges though silver my center of gold One glance never tells you what prescience — beholds (Dreamsleep: July, 2025) ...

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A calligraphy, a veined post-script for the rusty sheen of mortality. Behold the dying and the replenishing, the glory of the shedding and investing. All this upon a forest floor....

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Should a man dare to look within? Search secret places of hidden sin? The lack of which could be exhilarating, But those long loss, debilitating. Even those revealed can be a gift, Confession, forgiveness, they could give a lift. Or an insight into his authenticity, Could open his eyes that he might see. Through the illusion, that’s led him astray, Guiding him back to...

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The gelatintion of used and fry grease waste. fry your catfish in me fry your chickens bay-bay them potatoes fry crisped and all grease slatting on the wall shrimps and zuchinni too baking soda doughnut fried up too then when it starts to stink and the porkchops come out pink sprinkle in the soldifier hardener and that old grease is ready for the trash can when the potaos...

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The day seems so right, then comes the dark night. Love brings happiness, and the loss sadness. Mothers raise their young, the rest left to Jung. The news sells the lies, for the lord of flies. The look in loves eyes, when grey turns blue skies. For life is the lure, and death... is the cure! ...

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I have a dance And so do you So we could dance together My heart a hole For you to fall Losing all your feathers I can’t breathe the air of death Without the tangle of our mess Kisses of the black hole kind Loving, hugging and making us blind Make us hungry make us sad Promise to make my world so glad But when I...

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Look at life as an excursion. Here, you stop, there you learn; there you pick up a wife, then a kid or two. Then you run out of gas. You look back and say: “Damn, how did I go so far on so short a road so fast?”...

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It's always seems cool to be fair; If YES isn't going to be a NO, Before it gets so unaware- How possible NO could twist YES to grow! Look for dominance, Doesn't define relevance But stages violence. It's never late to be so real; If SMILE will not be staged as a fierce FROWN, Before it lure mind to unseal- How tricky FROWN...

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