Maybe Tomorrow Poems - Poems about Maybe Tomorrow

Her attempts at writing were unfruitful. Stark white page sneered and called her mean names. Loser, stupid, dummy, idiot…. She stared at the page. Writing was not a big deal. Lots of people did it. The thin blue lines stuck out their tongues at her. Maybe tomorrow she told herself. Her muse gave her the finger....

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Maybe tomorrow my ink won’t be sticky A verse will take shape as it flows I’ll see what I’ve written and won’t be too picky From now on it’s anything goes Maybe tomorrow I’ll write about sorrow Keep ‘funny’ for some other day My pen will find ideas to sneakily borrow No copyright shall bar its way Maybe tomorrow my pen will advise...

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"it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God" Luke 18:25 How rich must I be to give all that I can? To help ease the suffering of my fellow man. Those that are homeless & constantly hungry. To...

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There are times when I walk down the block I ask myself: why don’t I just walk into the woods To live a little bit more When I am looking for jobs on the open market I mine for a nugget of pains in my ass That’s just me After getting discriminated against again and again I want an open...

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my cup of honesty tipped over into the spillway I watched her get sucked under the rocks there was nowhere to turn no savior was coming I had to release my preconceived ideals maybe tomorrow I told my mind a tiny leaf floated past me...

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Every emotion is free, and all encompassing. When I awaken, I feel restless. Rather than restful. I toss the blankets aside. As if they are constricting me. It’s morning. And I’m questioning if I actually slept last night. Or if I just assumed I did… Either way, I think I was dreaming somehow. I must have been. What...

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Maybe tomorrow By Michelle Morris 03/09/2022 Secrets and lies are not the way Our hearts and minds need a better plan Face the truth and be gentle with each other Moving through life's moments fully I miss you even though it was challenging Our relationship and the memories Drama and traumas and love and regret Always wishing it could be better Maybe tomorrow we'll...

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Don't ! Ask the sun, where we were hidden, perhaps, in that caffeine moment. And, pondering on the empty space ! Don't ever say, the visual became clear as the silver dropped, to the deep floor like that broken sun,Yes! There are secrets Between the doors of safety, where you played with the past, un-knowingly. It was on the inside of...

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Maybe tomorrow I'll find my feet Yawning in my old tattered slippers And my head in my hands Apologising for dawn Scorned by silence Maybe tomorrow Who knows I'll understand And find my way back Maybe tomorrow I'll write Maybe i'll while About something new or something blue Maybe tomorrow i'll have company And will not feel the need to share Or perhaps i'll just put my ears to good use and listen...

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The day, I felt the heat upon, After I saw the morning gone. I knew the time was coming soon, Only a little after noon. So there I stayed and waited so. My feet had not a place to go. It will be soon, I made a vow, Only a little time from now. Hours passed and hours spent, I stayed and watched the...

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Maybe tomorrow I say as I lift the garage doors I do not want my neighbors to see this hovel But one runs over to see if it is a garage sale Before I can close it. She points to something she wants. I give it to her. Another runs over to ask to borrow my lawnmower. That frees up a space...

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My hair needs cut, and it's not going to do it by itself. I'm raggedy, and wild, untamed, unkempt, a little dirty. I'm in pajama pants, have not brushed my teeth, and my breath is atrocious. My art studio needs cleaned, I have lost four hammers in there; I used a knife this morning. I'm a dreary, sorry,...

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sometimes, I am sleepwalking through life disconnected stumbling not fully awake lost and confused I feel, I am not with the living I tell myself, "wake up before its too late!" some roadblocks have me blocked lost my way somewhere fallen asleep hit rock bottom crawled back up ...

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The moon settles into the midnight sky the pale light strikes my skin a glimpse of dark torture Silence in its most splitting form alone i stand in the narrow river of life echos of the past clamor about smiles and tears anger and love they touch the soul deeper than any fortunes can i have been...

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I'm hopeful that maybe tomorrow will be better than today. I just know that maybe tomorrow you'll see the error of your way. Maybe Tomorrow you'll say all the things that Ive so long to hear. Finally there will be a smile in place of shedded tears. We will wake up bright and early and start our lives a...

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