Naturally Poems - Poems about Naturally

Yellow bottle caps The pills to challenge my fear May need pills to help me sleep Don't like medicine Its toxins with side effects Thats why I take supplements ...

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An island sunset, when mango moon is calling, Lush palm fronds sway, when the day is stalling. Ivory tailed comet, comes but once in a lifetime, Sitting in tropical sunset, at just the right time. Gemmed hummingbird sparkle. Destiny dreams. Pink sun is roving. Glossy crows' feathers gleam. What was left behind, is often recalled to mind; Yet, plum fate isn't unkind,...

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The time of vibracy has dissolved and the crust on my skin, tells me I'm old days of plodding feet and passive motion are upon me my candlelight grows shorter as each day passes and I become a fungus covered stump slowly disintegrating attentive to memories that I still hold that have been naturally fermented ...

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There is matter everywhere around us, From tea to cups. It is something which has volume and mass, Present in three naturally occurring states of solid, liquid and gas. Solids have a definite shape and volume, With maximum density that is mass per unit volume. They resist the flow, From toe to hoe. They do not get compressed, thereby, there melting and boiling...

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Never thought this would be so hard To realize I still love you only to know u may never be mine Years have passed but the feelings are still the same Misunderstandings and miscommunication are to blame I wait for things to unfold unnaturally I wish to open the door and cry in your arms faithfully Longing to kiss you so...

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Mayonnaise in my mouth; it was turkey—the first Pollack I saw. His fault that the splatter looked like a forgotten egg on the side. Walking toward the waste basket, I threw up in it after. It tasted like sour metal with rusty, iron edges. At the sides of it, not...

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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? Interesting as it I'd Waves always move back and fourth But what movement are they showing? Amazing as it is A landing, Writing on a paper It is like putting an ink...

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Subtly significant for the cause, Ripped apart by men, Revering the reign of the lord, Fools caught up in the act, Making change prosper, Or an effort toward it the least. What failed was agony, Disbelief of fauna and flora, Once brimmed with confidence, Flooding of the bloodsucking leech, Man yelled at the being. Tree hanging by the ridge, Suffocated by newly fought freedom, Of façade of expression...

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Constant pounding of the Bullmastiff's tail. I know you are approaching. You wont speak, I don't expect it. You bring the mail. The summer's heat is encroaching. You being here is a comforting thought. I've been restless waiting for you to appear. You don't come as often as I feel you ought. The days are longer now, more to fear. Oppressive temperatures, I...

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Do you think your colors matter? My beautiful shades do not matter Because my natural color is human And I am a being created in the image Of the Almighty God. I am like a page With a rainbow in his heart. I am a man Who’s proud to be who he is. Color is not Important for me. I am interested...

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I appreciate my locus, naturally... there in the vineyard only sprouts grapes, in the rose garden only roses are born...!...

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I'm potiguara I come from hollow and rare backgrounds plowing in the feverish forest of the heart I come against history of this unequal and cruel nation living in the gall pasture without honeycomb my blood distills twine life of dust, life of poem I'm still like that whether I want to or not in tacit mutation... I'm an Indian, I'm your brother...! pS.POTIGUARA, name OF Primitive...

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When and if the time should ever come when all is said and that can be has been done And the only signs or form of life that remains is being kept alive via electronic machines Believing he could no longer or would wish to fight on otherwise he surely would have Then gather round all that loved this poor soul whilst still alive...

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Let affinities naturally be, ? For loving others as they are, is the key. Let romances fatefully occur, For with meaning, fondness is sure....

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Dreaming of frogs playing guitars, lounging on a campfire pyre, Her manifestation of these little hopping miniatures tickled her Naturally nude with an upside down hat, she was uninhibited, fully exhibited. Two prissy potential suiters ran out screaming, recognizing her strength. Attitudes of grandeur did not play in her head. She meant no harm to these males; yet they had...

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