Move Poems - Poems about Move

It's time to go, to follow the wonder of it all Feel the pull and be ready to let go of the slow motion of ordinary Although there is beauty there, sometimes you need to take the other road Embrace the speed of it all, but pay close attention The simplest things can be magical, if you take...

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2015.4.13 @ 15:08:03 From time to time, I believed you had unintentionally caused me harm. I expressed and complained about them, Then I forgave, forgot and moved on. My favourite number was three, I believed I did three big favours for you. I also travelled with you three tourist places. I always visit historic towns and country side During winter and...

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Carry your weight If walk one mile Farther you go....

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Blood leaking from my nose, A probable prologue to my death. And it blows. The lows, Lately I’ve been peaking at my lows. A dishonourable rest forever forebodes. My heart keeps faking pounds and it shows, Why boy are you a “shy boy”? Wear a lie boy but it seems that they know. Fashionable is not...

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Lipstick will fade Love walk away What makes you wait?...

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I see it everyday, but it isn't often that I feel it God is on the move, he is doing great things In the lives of others AND in my life It is harder to see blessings when you are weary But that is when you need to be watching carefully Because they are definitely there, if you open your eyes I see it through the discouragement and...

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Those are the colours. Which binds together, and then A beautiful background is formed. Which mesmerizes people. Which blends together And forms an Amazing shade Which is then visible to us. Whatever the shade is It has never made itself unattractive. And we still have a fondness for it. Because it's a piece of art. Humans are also kind of shades. Who are unique in...

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My weary fingers cannot move my pen, Memories trapped between now and then, a silent and mute echo. I write these words to tell our story, Unfinished songs burning in this journal of time. Shorelines and sunsets, laughter and hidden pains, Adorned with your warmth, now they haunt me in this silence. I torment the present, hoping to find meaning, To bring...

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The fishing float could be seen on the water But the transparent fishing line is invisible A wise king could be faded by an evil predator Knowing how to move is crucial in martial arts ...

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Three painful memories caused by no bodies. 1. Loss of friendship with many broken promises. 2. Disappointed with negative and harsh language. 3. Loved someone with heart of stone. I shall move on to live my life. I should pay more attention, When you mentioned in the messages "I break off relatsionships quickly, I break them easily and I usually make no effort to...

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First encounters in the past two decades. 18.1.2009, A helped me to move in my quarter. A decade of caring friendship and neighbors. He taught and loved me unconditionally. Fifteen years and six days later, 24.1.2024, B agreed to give up, His seat on our first meeting. Six months and six days of a simple, fun and supportive friendship. It ended...

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Up your gears Cheat your fears Drown your doubts And move up Learn a trade And how to trade Be a master In your game Conceal your cards Evade the darts Be smart and wise And score good...

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Life is for the living It is for a short a season Whatever life throws at you Receive it with equanimity and move on When you make mistakes as all mortals sometimes do Do not run away from God Rather run to Him and make amends And move on with determination On your onward journey And God will...

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Deep down, you know how you feel, But the object of your affection sits In the dark unaware. Out there, someone With a flashlight, is on the way. Take a chance; make your move, now. ...

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someone advised me that i should lay low go on a crusade there's one next week but what is risky and ill-advised is seeing a production of hamlet on a tuesday night we saw cats on the thursday my son whispered that he was incredibly bored but who ain't i'm discussing cannibalism at the steak & eggs cafe but also discussing middle-age and health deterioration transition of identity...

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