Maybes Poems - Poems about Maybes

...drowning in its howls. A heart that beats but not quite right, And your absence filling all my nights. I hoard blurred moments, Laughter cracked in broken segments. I write letters I never send, Words lost where the past won't bend. I line my wall with "maybes" frail, Like wallpaper made of wounded tales. I've walked through what we're told to trust, But not yet through the depths of us. No more space for shining lies, No more patience for sink......

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...Stranded with lost love, the idiosyncrasies connect, like constellations in galaxies yet to be seen, deprived, deranged, disembodied emotions drift disconcertingly into each others night. Fasting on ......

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...Every minute is a choice I could go to the Dollar store Could get gas Could get my hair cut Could sit in the dog pen with my dogs If I cancel my lunch date with three friends I could get my t......

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...Attila, Hannibal, and Genghis Khan Were comparing the many battles they'd won. Hannibal boasted o'er the Alps he had coasted On elephants and conquered the Romans. Khan's hordes did maraud both a......

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...In the quiet moments, when the world fades away, my heart whispers your name, a secret wrapped in soft shadows. It dances in the flickering light, but my lips remain sealed, nervous......

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...Strict parents taught her how to survive, To navigate life with lies she loathed to tell. She crafted a list, excuses for every misstep, Because the truth felt like a risk she couldn’t take. So......

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...In a dream of future foreseen, a stranger I see, Familiar, yet foreign, just staring back at me. Lines etched by laughter, eyes bright with knowing, Face creased, scarred and pitted with forgoing,......

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...Think less. Do more. Simple, right? Just breathe, just be, stop the endless loop, the ifs and maybes, the what-ifs, the could-bes. Jump. ......

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...LEGEND: GH - Glenn Hughes JL - Jon Lord/Lordy GH: "Oh Lordy!" JL: "Heil!" GH: "How'd ya like puffin' that magic." JL: "Bugs is outta the hat, man, -- so the trick is -......

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... The charm of a well written love poem Can actually bring one to tears Well chosen words conveying your feelings Of love but also your fears Fears that a loving romance will fade An......

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... . . . . woulds coulds maybes & mightdos never appear in Jesus' Good News......

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...2/4/23 No ifs ands or maybes Daily I'm seeing hatred People still extremely racist Meanwhile food and materials being wasted I understand the messages these mummies meant Continually mon......

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... The River of Days, in ceaseless flow it glides, Yesterday's whispers carried on the tides. Sun-dappled fragments, like ripples on the stream, Dim echoes fading, a forgotten dream. Today, a sh......

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...I dispatched my poem, a suave projectile on a precise trajectory, Through the vast azure, through the unwritten infinity unfolding its mysteries, Do not dare to await me, for my path is a float in ......

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...Not only a dusty attic, crammed with forgotten things, But a bittersweet symphony, the heart in memory sings. The air hangs heavy, thick with "what ifs" and "maybes" past, A faded photograph, a moment held, forever meant to last. The firelight dances on forgotten faces, ghosts in yellowed frames, A silent echo of laughter, whispers of forgotten names......

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