Man Poems - Poems about Man

My name is Chikwela poet, I will speak about Laulent, Not a Bandari college president, The security man in the gate. I like how he invest, Students to wear their identity, Seems like they have forgot, To him I have appreciate. Since bandari I have start, Only him he has react, Even Bacoso how they conduct, He has fulfil the right. Students keep it in the pocket, Not...

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I hear him through the speakers. He wanders in my mind. What have I done? I have one broken chance left. God, help me Because I can’t see myself anymore. A subtle whisper, But not a zephyr. Crackle, crackle. “She is watching you.” “You know she is using you.” “Strike back.” He decodes my reality. The channels crack with vibrant energy. “Nobody can hear us.” What do you want from...

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On a velvet night, when man enters woman, like a wave kissing the shore with repeated desire, and the woman opens her mouth like a flower revealing its petals at dawn, her teeth shine like stars that form the alphabet of the sky, and the Logos, like an alchemist of dreams, milks a star of cosmic milk, while the man,...

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My name is Chikwela poet, I will speak about Laulent, Not a Bandari college president, The security man in the gate. I like how he invest, Students to wear their identity, Seems like they have forgot, To him I have appreciate. Since bandari I have start, Only him he has react, Even Bacoso how they conduct, He has fulfil the right. Students keep it in the pocket, Not...

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Keeping your eyes something heavenly Is worth afterlife a good preparation Life is fleeting we don't know its end The reasons why people getting wiser for A wise person looks ten times or more He has a futuristic mind than us normal He sees what's beyond the line horizon He thinks deeper beyond the Milky Way He has reason to curiosity and apathy He...

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A man is to be pitied when he lacks courage, when the challenge of freedom frightens him, When he chooses to remain on the soft pillows of security, like a prisoner of his own comfort, Watching life through the windows of others, without daring to step onto the ground of truth, Forever a spectator of time, a traveler...

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There's no need to contort yourself into the architecture of a man to be sovereign, You don't have to reverberate his thunder to be heard by those who ignore your whisper, Power is not a costume to be worn in his rhythm, with his callouses and conquests, Let them measure strength through imitation, you, you were born to...

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The leaves are dry They will fall off soon The life of a man It will be over soon So you should be happy With plenty of time left....

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Crime never pays, sooner or later the long arm of the law will reach you. Quote by poet. Sergeant Tim Wheeler’s shift was nearing the end, it had been a long day. He put his coat on, and then the phone rang, it's all I need, Tim thought. He answered and a concerned voice said," Sam Jones has been...

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Jealousy the sign of an insecure man An emotion of which I am not proud Hangs over me like an ugly dark cloud I will control this; I know that I can Nothing I can say will make you believe My emotions took over Jealousy raged An emotion that seems like a never-ending page My heart is now broken that you...

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I saw myself upon a lonely road— Night fell, and cold winds stirred. Like a soldier taking the night watch, I wandered the wild in silence. Fair enough, they say: “You must be a man.” But what of it? Do not heroes fall sometimes? Even lions miss their prey. Yet I am heavy-laden By the thoughts that live in my head. Two voices speak to...

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The path stretches, a single, unwavering line etched across the landscape of his days. No forks appear, no tempting detours whisper from the sun-drenched meadows or shadowed woods. Each footfall lands precisely where the last one lifted, a rhythm of relentless repetition. Does a flicker of rebellion ignite in the quiet corners of his mind? A yearning for the wild abandon of a branching trail, a choice made,...

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The arcade hum, a low electric thrum, A symphony of quarters one by one. And there you were, a bright, insistent yellow, A simple circle chasing what would follow. That iconic waka-waka sound, Echoing through the space, all around. A maze of blue, a comforting design, Where power pellets glowed, a hopeful sign. Blinky, Pinky, Inky, Clyde,...

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Story of wonder, story of grace how I yearn to see His lovely face? I believe He will love me always His love for me can surely amaze! God’s blessing, His precious love falling from heaven – sent from above to reveal the beauty in those who see He is the reason we’ll live eternally! Still, clear mornings reveal His beauty He’s in the...

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The ending of your salvation Is the ending of your life Like Lazarus he's very poor He wear sack cloth, he's sick He only eat the crumbs under the rich man's table The rich man has all the things in life He is famous, he's powerful, he's respected Death is the equalizer of life Lazarus died, the rich man also died Lazarus died angel...

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