Minded Poems - Poems about Minded

I am not a coward man de facto Who has lots of curiosity courageous With full of consciences in mind Having to retreat from girl strangers Who's looking for the Like-minded friends Being young and pretty excels diamonds They're attractive to distinct genres of men And making them pride while being faint I understand these be so-called romantic But...

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My name doesn’t tell if I’ve got Some meaningly posh coat of arms I didn’t contribute to national lot But maybe I did for the arts I don’t criticize politicians It must be the easiest job Yet I never praise politicians For this is a job of a yob So I’m a bit jobless you see Hope you can guess that I am An...

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Confined within the steep banks of a narrow mind is a cryptic river where men stumble in and go blind They construct reinforced dams that hold them back from accepting the candid truth, white is not black Like the slow-moving current of a trickling stream their thoughts are clogged and clot like curdled cream What chance do the recalcitrant ones...

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Closed minded people, almost seem willingly incapable, of performing any kind of thinking even remotely critical, and yet everyone is capable of critical thinking. I only hope that one day the closed minded start practicing. A good start for them would be a little self educating. ...

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Mule minded  Plough, my mule a furrow in my name  the almond tree blossoms there will  be another furrow  in my name memories collect  spent bullets  in a mass grave  in pursuit of knowledge while yellow flowers at the edge  of a memory  wilts  not robust enough  to plough another furrow   ...

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The vote was between a sage and a fairy! One of the sass and the other is made of brass! Well, the people spoke up and used their vote like a kid at the dairy! The people voted for the red one who acts like an ass! A voice that never stops to think of its effect on the...

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No coincidence that I have at the least two of most everything for navigation generally favoring one side over another though mostly straddling the lines between – the tight I walk...life’s many journeys of balance -- Balance, is Free Will on shaky display – what man does to avoid both the Devil and God small, under developed hands, attempting to juggle infinite worlds and stars…. ...

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I am carefree to all and any ideas...

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road gives many thoughts clears the mind and restores peace all in one day's drive...

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not mechanical minded In my new life in Portugal, living in a small village and before I had a dog, I needed to explore my new country I bought an old motorbike (Zundapp) the seller advised me to buy spark plugs, so I bought a few which I put in the tool leather bag under the seat. After...

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Not one to run when I hear an alarm, But I have no desire to do others harm. I try to defuse the stress with my charm, And use wit and patience as I disarm. No reason to sling...

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The husband Opened The door And went out He went Down The flight Of stairs On the way He forgot As to what He was out to do He forgot Where he was Headed For… So, he climbed All the stairs Back up to his home And rang the bell Finding him empty-handed His puzzled wife asked: “Has the dairy Run out of milk?”...

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Just how small can small-minded be? Small-minded is that thing you see That walks with small steps constantly But goes nowhere you want to be. Small are their own small-minded thoughts That resonate from nil to naught And traverse in small-minded ways Self-centered trips through sterile days. Small are the hopes and dreams they claim Which lose perspective frame-by-frame. It's just a small-time picture show That...

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Getting crazy at work We have new little mermaid toys at work. I picked up a handful of sebastian ones and said I've got crabs Everyone was shocked and then laughed ??...

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What is normal? I have skin, eyes to see, a nose to smell, a mouth to eat, ears to hear the songs I love. Normal but feel like extraterrestrials from above. I yearn to travel to places I have never seen. Will I feel normal when I go across sea? I understand people more than...

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