Me Poems | Examples of Me Poetry

What makes me smile? A touch, a glance, The quiet strength in someone's eyes, A blooming thought, a second chance— What makes me smile. A sunrise through the window tries To light the sheets in soft expanse, And hope returns in whispered sighs. Though pain may linger, still I dance In dreams where healing spirits rise, And every breath becomes romance— What makes me smile. ...

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My gosh! Oh how can it be That Jesus suffered and died for me? God the Father sent His only Son Once on the cross the suffering begun Jesus lifted His eyes to the sky In His heart He asked the Father why No answer came, He hadn't a clue When the answer did come Jesus then felt brand new For all were saved...

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There is no strength in fear and flame, naught but the bitterness of blame, which leads us all to guilt and shame, finger pointing and naming names. Better still our hearts to open, forgive and live with hope and honest emotion, a chain of grace unbroken, positive words to be spoken, and put our heart into motion. Easier though to give anger it’s head, to wish...

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Lurking In the shadow Of the corner Of the room In the dim In the gloom Lurking Waiting In the shadow Of the corner Of the room In the dim In the gloom Waiting Watching In the shadow Of the corner Of the room In the dim In the gloom Watching Me. ...

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aristocratic antelope alarms and annoys blue-eyed baboon’s billy goat buster causing confusion, consternation and crying distressing and disturbing deliberate donkey egg-producing egret elevates enthusiasm forever frolicking in farmer fred’s pastures giddy goats gallop in garnished with garlands happy horse henry hypnotizes henrietta’s hens intense iguana ignores idiocy of inmates jackals justify jack rabbits jelly-like jeers kangaroo keenly kicks off kingly kibitz luxurious llamas lollygag in the...

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I’m in an open field, beneath the heavens and the stars. I pour out my heart in song, while the river of my grief flows with turbulence and turmoil. I look up at the sky; in the stars, I see hope. In the moving clouds, I perceive a passage, an...

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I can tell through my emotion that you mean something to me The way i feel cant be put into words but only actions for you to see There's many who have made some type of impression on me But is it what I'm looking for or who they think i want them to be I have my own...

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You don’t know me You don’t know me You believe you do You don’t know me You say that’s not true You don’t know me I hardly know myself You don’t know me I barely hold myself together You don’t know me I don’t know whether You don’t know me I walk the night Can you even see me I scream through the fright Do you even hear me Or I...

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warm cuddling you and me want more kisses love...

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Date: June 17, 2025 I wandered through a bleeding dusk, the wind forgot my name. A rose was growing from the dust— I reached, and it became the fog that hums like swallowed screams. My lungs forget to breathe. I taste old blood beneath my tongue. Each petal cuts me in my sleep— what did I dare believe? Each step I took was stitched with...

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(For Uncle Charles) He stood before us, chalk in hand, A quiet man with eyes that understood More than the textbooks ever could. "Read this aloud," he’d say with a smile, And somehow, my tongue found courage. Each word he gave me became a window— And through those windows, I saw the world. He was more than a teacher— He was a compass when...

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"Sometimes the softest dreams unravel into ash." My mind walks landscapes made of ash, where stars collapse in whimsy’s flash. I reach for light, but it turns to dust— a mirror cracking from broken trust. A hallucination holds my hand and leads me through this haunted land. Here, love once bloomed in endless spring, now silence grows in everything. The bones of joy...

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The roads behind me veer off onto disappointments and dead-ends Dare I revisit them tempted...

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Just Because It's Tragic Doesn't Mean It Matters. Please....

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Tumbling rolling like a stone ! Yes. going on my own : Independent, frolic free but not in glee I'm not feeling fine ! Yet my life is mine. ...

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