Move On Poems - Poems about Move On

Toward you I move, with every step lost in the wind that sings stories, When I say I'm coming home, I'm actually moving toward you, though I scatter along the way, The warmth of returning envelops me like a cloak woven from memories of longing, And the milestones of the roads press like long shadows stretching over ancient...

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2025.06.15 It was quite a while ago, I came here and wrote, "BB was not here" and "JJ is here On Queen Birthday 10 Jun 2024". These words were written on the sand On the the shores of both sides of the pier. As time passed on, JJ sat and watched The waves washed up onto the words, Slowly encroached, engulfed and wiped Them...

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My loves we must move on, forward through all the thorns. Lets work on us, and become strong, and reach for the long dreams we have. Yes we can, reach for the stars, and live in happiness and bliss forever. Be clever like a lever, with all your dream in hand, run forward with the...

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Your Move Move up two spaces over. On abrown and white board. 64 squares. Use strategy if you dare. Ready to play the game. Loose pieces along the way. The game is abstract. More obstacles at that. Move the rook to the other side. Glide the queen to the right. Move the pawns out of...

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Lots of ugly games come into our lives, Bless your enemies but let hope rise. Know what you don’t know, be wise and strong, Rethink what you have - it might not belong. Worship Him and find the next move’s way, Make a choice - move on today. God cannot forget us, so trust His timing, Our table awaits, His love...

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Your Eyes Move Me Touch a smile. With you for the long mile. Humble in your path. Walk hand in hand. White as Ivory. (Cloths) Your eyes move me. You said yes, no matter how hard my life has been. You have my undivided attention. Never take you for granted. You’ve looked past my imperfections...

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One O'Clock Jump the song need a Steg to helps break up the monotony Dichotomy she spoke of days where he was truly in love. It was 8:08 she said. i remember cause I was snapping my fingers to the groove.I loved the sound. "Oh" I said speaking of the what she just mentioned. I felt foolish: she was speaking of a...

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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 sites and country towns During winter and when...

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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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