Mere Poems - Poems about Mere

The words we speak can bring life or bring death.. It could be the suicide, of the persons last breath.. Be mindful of your thoughts before you impart.. You never know when, that could finish a heart.. ...

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The quill this evening is not a mere instrument, but a primordial beast, A lacquered leviathan with a tip sharp as obsidian fangs, Its body coiled like an ouroboros, devouring its own ink in vengeance, It struggles under my grip, a relic of extinct empires, growling glyphs older than rivers. When I dare to drip her name on parchment,...

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Christ a phantom through my hours flames within a kohl tongue psalms crack the white cloth like a razor On the way back piercing kneeling knees, a broken crown's mask glistening kindling memory Christ a phantom through my hours piercing kneeling knees — memory...

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{"Chipped nails, I would gnaw for when you screamed at me. Chapped lips, for when I would secure them in between my teeth at the mere reflection of you for a brisk second. Outbreaks protrude on the flesh of my skin where I relapsed and emitted trepidation indicators through my body. My hands fumbled to...

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Mere mehboob, tumse hi toh sab hai, Tumse hai khushboo, tumse gulshan ka rang hai. Tere bina ye duniya veeraan si lagti, Tum ho toh har mod pe jeene ka ang hai. Tumse hai meri khushi, tumse hai mera gham, Tum se hai ye sukoon, tumse hi hai karam. ...

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MERE WORDS A word or phrase that will always speak Meaning and inspiration for all to hear An ever constant challenge to the meek A word or phrase that will always speak The power of creation when at its peak Unafraid of language as sword or spear A word or phrase that will always speak Meaning and inspiration for all to hear A word...

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He thinks he’s a phenomenon, An orange, when he’s mere lemon. The more he gets the squeeze, The more proves an ass he’s, A kind that higher goes, The more tends to expose Like a monkey on tree Whose rear we all can see, One who lacks sense not so common. ________________________ Happenings |11.09.2024| USA, political, Humour Pet’s note: This is third in a series...

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When life's journey folds in on itself, Becomes a jumble, in clattered confusion, it's wise to hold back, and stall the footfall. To disassemble the journey and saga, into it's component parts, and lines in play. To revert to time's tick tock routine, taking one step, one mere step, before every second one, reflecting on each moment, dissected, and stepped, upon....

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startled fox turns with his fluffy tail down His fur he wears like an amber kingly gown Against the forest wall, he gives so much color Hiding in the thicket is his older brother His teeth have barely come in, he is a baby Will he run off like a frightened deer? Possibly He skitters away; now his beautiful tail is...

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At the edge of madness, when shadows become extensions of being and not mere imprints, We glimpse the overwhelming truth and profound simplicity of life, like a crystalline mirror, Reflecting not just our faces, but also the cosmic vulnerability, And in this moment of mad grace, we feel the world dissipate into a vapor of dreams. Man, in a...

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Ah, Timothy dear friend Did she steal your heart Cut you with those razor eyes of beauty Break you in two You’re just a man, mere mortal Never in this world could you tie her down No jewels, no cars, no house Just free to take your soul But you’ve been lucky dear friend Bittersweet it may feel No flesh to console Just a heavy heart Ah,...

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Wierded by your stumpish quirks foolish retorical ramblings unrelated to any topic with objectiives that jive against the needs of our relationship lacking lusteris something dull in need of attention might we speak of the vase it's beauty is marvel from it's appeal but it lacks the care a good varnishing could bring the chimera leaves us hoping that our lack of interest in shelacing cause us to make...

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Calling at the midnight hour come my demons and my dreams, each with hope of casting colored skys of their choosing over the vast open regions of this restless mind. The first come crashing in as an army of conquest bringing with them dark clouds of coming events and impending trials, raining cold fear of...

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I am more than mere man I am covenant plan energies spanned ~ abundantly graced filled, and forgiven in space God particles based ~ more am I mere am spaced redeemed revive blessed I am more than mere 1/19/2024 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024© ...

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