Malleability Poems - Poems about Malleability

...I am a poet. Not really sure when I accepted this fact but quite thrilled with finally having a title. I write whenever and wherever about whatever. I have written one children’s book about “The A......

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...I’ve slept in church that must be when I missed the answers. “When will Christ return?” I asked, waving my phone, “I have this handy calendar app.” "My child," he said, putting a fatherly ......

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...The heart it the universal symbol of love…across the world it is globally applied. but I think it ought to be the circle…after all…the heart is just a circle…modified. When we hug another person…......

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...The Need To Amend Immoral Choices under the soles of everyone's feet silently surviving thriving livi......

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...I found it necessary to get rid of some things I don't usually argue with myself so I cut some questioning pieces those unnecessary chunks, you know? but I think there's little left of me I d......

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...the footing on the flanks of the Hill of Beans was worse than he had sussed that drizzling pale morning when the Sun was lowest but beans be damned and their counters with them yes I know a sm......

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...Cycles of life stream reams of joy and pain Alternating nets and magnets of sunshine and rain Sifting through rest and strain When by default I favour a fault That in my right sense I should ......

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...Courage to promote humility Courage to admit your mistakes Courage to embrace malleability Courage for noble stakes To die To tackle hurdles and obstacles that seem insuperable To fly high ......

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...I am the MILKY WAY. I am Mechanically Meticulous, Maneuvering my way through life with Malleability, not showing the true Masterpiece of my Mind (complex like the Milky Way). I am an Interw......

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...Curiosity killed the cat How far will we go To perpetuate self-destruction Wallowing in self pity Until our throats close up. Staccato sounds and guttural groans Unintelligible murmurs Morse c......

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...Who are you!!! it doesn’t matter as you will be judged not by who you are but by the perceptions of “who – they think - you are”. Oh, I know, you don’t judge - you evaluate my look, my postu......

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...The Power of Drugs and Love There was a time I ruled the world with a brand new car mentality using large words to articulate my aura to sway the gentility at a certain time in history but so......

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