Look To Poems - Poems about Look To

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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May we be blessed as parents… when our children look at us they see… the type of person throughout their life.. whom they would like to be. ...

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i swore to myself when i saw who she became that i would never want a domestic life, i would never settle down. but the simple act, of holding you, listening to the sounds of your sleeping as you lay in my purple David Bowie t-shirt two sizes too big, i think i changed my mind. i want a life with you. i don't care if...

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I look at the sky as an ocean of freedom, a realm of boundless flight, where birds sketch their destinies on the blue canvas of infinity, and I wonder why I remain where wings are just unlived dreams, but the mirror shows me the answer, a truth hidden deep in my heart, for my wings were never broken, just...

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I love when we sit in the hot bright sun, add some butter or we will get well done. Sky and water of ice blue, better than the dull store view. Oh! look I am popping so I will run....

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Look into my eyes my love Tell me what you see Desire? Passion? Wanting more? I certainly agree If you could go inside my head You'd know just what I think Then when I looked into your eyes You'd guide, I wouldn't blink...

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I can traverse the sand in nudity. This way nature wants us to be. Legally, I can soak in the sun. I can have so much fun. Everybody else is just like me. ...

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Corpulence was once a sign of vast wealth Although these days it’s a sign of poor health ~ Donald Trump may be obese But...

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the dark skies laden with swollen rain clouds with sorrow's stain endows haunted funereal shrouds figures swinging from tree boughs ...

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There is a persistent embrace, a longing and a kissing, a childlike giggling, a free and predictable smile. Life foresees every dawning, foretastes every light ray, foretells every essence, forecasts every ambience. Life proclaims every mountain top, every sultry, tangled jungle, every scorched and waterless desert, every fathomless ocean floor. Dreams are uncharted roadmaps, virtual animated realities, virtual luminous mysteries, virtual unconscious answers. When we are manhandled,...

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