Man Up Poems - Poems about Man Up

Before you came, the nights were long, The house was cold, the world felt wrong. Three boys too young to understand, Why life was harder than we planned. Our trust was gone, our hope was thin, But still you came, and still walked in. No blood to bind, no name to share, Yet somehow we found safety there. You fixed what life had...

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Before you came, the nights were long, The house was cold, the world felt wrong. Three boys too young to understand, Why life was harder than we planned. Our trust was gone, our hope was thin, But still you came, and still walked in. No blood to bind, no name to share, Yet somehow we found safety there. You fixed what life had...

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A child as grows enjoys rainbow of joys, Many a marvel in a wondrous world, Joys mingling with his toys get newer buoys, A world of birds, butterflies gets unfurled. Comes as his youth, what change are only toys, Rewards of life innocent stay no more-- Boys chasing girls, and girls giggly at boys, And soon...

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He lived in chilly, damp London at the intersection of Medieval and Modernity We know little of...

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Tonight, when the sun retires And you're left alone with thought I want you to ponder Why does God, who made man in His image Choose to remain a shadow While man The one He crowned with glory, Decides who eats, who drinks, who dies? Sometimes I wonder Is God afraid of what He made? Has man found a way To hold Him hostage with his...

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The old young man has had a dream Of how he had traveled far. I wouldn't say he was in the past When he found himself in place. Was that afar as far as the far If the life had shown him more, As well as far and afar from far And the Cuban Missile Crisis was also...

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Like the strokes of an artist’s brush Painting a self-portrait of my life The colors are people, events, and experiences Each stroke flows into the next creating the picture A step back is needed at times To observe the full scope of life To include the essence of my being Expressing all aspects as one Without the help of the master creator I cannot...

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There once was an old man we called Harry That felt all animals were quite scary When the black bear stood tall He did not move at all Cause the bear was chasing his friend Larry ...

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The fear I feel is real The pain I have to hide Frozen in a silent scream All motion is denied A suit to cloak my cuts This sacrificial goat A belt across my back A tie around my throat Behind this pane of glass No one can see me cry Each day drones on and on While the crowd passes by So come a...

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The past blinks The future winks The present links ~ Historians ink Entry in > 7 Contest Sponsor: Rob Carmack ...

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Here's to the fellow we hold dear, his blood, it was said, teutonic. He holed up in County Lincolnshire to escape the plague (bubonic). 'Twas there an apple fell on his head and gave him a wonderful notion. Before he even went to bed, he wrote down the laws of motion....

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As morose as it may sound I know I’m really just another Death row man. No, I’m not locked away For a crime I have done. I’m free, But that doesn’t mean I’m still not on that row. And that also doesn’t mean There isn’t some crime I could have done That would have me lock away and unfree. I’m sure there are stacks of...

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[Verse 1] You're so incredible, the most amazing man. I'm taken to new heights of pleasure with the touch of your hand. There will never be another man in my life who compares. Your eyes, your smile... no one as perfect anywhere. I will never forget, or stop loving you... Well would ya lookie here, my dear… I can lie too! [Chorus] ...

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A threat of superiority Leads to inferiority Of a heart consumed By a venomous poison Of hate lead by jealousy A darkness claim their soul Convinced that an enemy Was those loved by the sun With skin oh so golden Threatened by a culture To which they steal like vultures Begging to be chosen Colonising a moment Belonging to those with a darker skin colour All...

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There lives a gentleman from Luff Who walks everywhere in the buff His weeny is teeny He calls it his winky A stump that can't fill a cream puff. Ladies would be left in despair But he didn't really care He got what he wanted Frustrated, they taunted And decided give him a scare. They tied him to an 'lectric chair Placed electrodes on you know...

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