Move Back Poems - Poems about Move Back

...Waking up through the night really can't sleep Mind is wondering fast, and everything is so deep Staring at the dark, your body is laying still Everything becomes silent, and the picture becomes c......

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...Dissolve the Ego Like ready for life moulded souls, Trapped in flesh with mortal brand, Labelled with name, a social number, Yet with sanctioned control by hidden hand Not necessaril......

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... Midnight of October thirty first I jumped out of bed to quench my thirst As I groped my way down the huge kitchen An eerie coldness crept on my skin and then... When I fumbled the l......

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...dog sits on couch watching my pencil move back and forth what is he thinking? He stares at me with heavy black eyes is it an accusation? Is it a love look? I dare not make eye contact a secon......

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...I sit on your garbage can and fiddle with a knob Your back door shakes a bit, I search for a corn cob Smash goes the lid to your aluminum garbage can I am the man, I think now, I am the man! You ......

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...Winds rattle the windows while babes are asleep; Cows traverse the fields through snow that's knee deep. Chickens are in the coup surrounded by straw, They are not alone in ......

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...I am awoken by the summer night crickets and lighting that strikes the roof rod. The wind and the abnormally hot air that begets the ominous dark cloud filled with ice rocks and Gods tears. My dyi......

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... YOU PEER THROUGH THE WINDOW IN SEARCH OF DIRECTION. ALL YOU SEE, IS YOUR OWN REFLECTION. WITH A ONE WAY GLASS YOU HAVE LIMITED SELECTION. THEY'RE TWO SIDES TO A WINDOW , TWO DIFFEREN......

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...With heavenly gates wide open, earth unsealed As walls come down, obstacles vanish from our field New impressions arise within our mind Unblocking our thinking, freshly aligned Our thoughts take ......

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... I am Time, I do not know Where I’ve come from Nor do I know whither I am going I only know that I started in the past And am going to the future I can’t stop myself even If poets mi......

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...She walked down the street with her hands clasp in thine and for one moment it felt like something divine; she was walking out of an old life into a new one, but I couldn’t tell where she was from. ......

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...Drawing a face It is like assigning the pieces Into one Modifying a drawing It is like uttering the sequence Into words A mystery, Birds always make a sound But what sound are they making......

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... Your glory is their pain they fell down in shame you didn’t fall the same now gone and you remain Tell yourself how you’ve survived while they struggle to find the drive forget the fact......

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...a man and his kitten He had lived in a cottage deep inland for thirty years, now, was time for a change, but it was hard to let go, but now the dog was dead he felt alone He and his dog had walk......

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..."Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering?" - Quote by Constance La France A house without a mouse or spouse tends to babble on a bit, to itself, whisp......

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