Next Poems - Poems about Next

Every time I see your face My heart leaps in my chest And when perchance you wink at me? Here's what happens next... It's something like an atom bomb A stick of TNT All at once, explosions Go off inside of me No one's ever done this, Had this effect before Can you conceive what it'd be like If we both had the more? Unpublished...

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Do you think we could fall in love again next summer? Like a warm breeze that swiftly moves through the seasons embracing for the cold winter ahead. We would sit among dewy grass blades and walk along the chilled sand from a secluded beach as the moon rises. Splash and swim around in chilly water. Lay between wildflowers and...

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Alas! Alas! Season near past… Age all but gone, youth comes waddling on our heels along: new lingo, with movements, though awkward youthfully strong – Alas! Alas! Fogies must step aside~ gracefully-move-on…....

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At a corner table in the morning haze, Steam rose from cups in softened glaze. A couple sat — greyed by time’s hand, But something cracked beneath the bland. He flipped the menu like a sacred test, Each word a blur on a burdened chest. But hunger wasn’t what he fought — It was battles that the world forgot. A waiter came, displaced...

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Shudder not, for it’s the language of Death. Who’s next? —it asks Going from house to house, Both of marble and mud It cares not Nor fears man, rich or poor, Warrior or coward, Whose nest it visits, His cold arms ready for embrace, Ready to snatch Life is just but one lugubrious journey On sea or on land or on air, Which must end with the...

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Summer not gone, starting showers. Summer outgoing : Next to greet Fall : Rainy environ embowers. ...

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Standing on a rusted platform, I look towards the looming, tarnished steel clock, Ticking away my final moments of existence. Oceanic eyes swell with liquid salinity As a hollowing whistle booms in the close distance. The scent of petrol mingles with midnight paranoia. Placing a shaking hand upon my vibrating chest, I can detect the trembling of a trepidatious heart, Whilst the monstrous...

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WILL YOU BE STANDING NEXT TO ME When this world is finally done, will you be standing next to me? When all humans reside as one, no violent colors left to see. When every evil is all gone, will you be standing next to me? When nothings left to fight over, will you still want to take what's mine? When the wild beasts will...

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Life span expires around 100 That final flash behind the brain dies fast — If I could choose, I’d leave this fleeting land Beside the man I love, my lifelong friend. Yet fate is cruel; now I must live on, As if the one I love has gone away, Learning how to bear the restless storm, From someone long lost in my...

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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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The sun my awakening a strip of asphalt shimmers off somewhere in Nebraska hundreds of miles from home. Sandhills seen for the first time I look at them with eyes of a child but my body aches as life springs forth from underground streams. Center lines are being painted an arduous day of work promised it always arrives too soon but serene skies stretch to endless horizons. My...

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In this empty house alone I sit What comes next I still don't get Thought it was all planned out Yet now not sure what any of it is about Nothing in life that I wanted to do More then to love and grow old with you Been many years since we've been apart Living without you where does it start Everyone...

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Next time around I will be six foot eight I will play basketball, and I will be great Next time around I will be born in a city I will have confidence, not care if I’m pretty Next time around I will not care what people think My own opinions will keep my joy in the pink Next time around I...

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**The Next Zimbabwe: A Call to Rise** In lands where dreams were forged in fire, A tale of strength, of fierce desire, From ashes of despair, they’ve learned to climb, Zimbabwe’s spirit soaring through the sands of time. A currency’s fall, a lesson steep, Where once was value, now shadows creep. Yet...

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Until we meet again Not by chance But by design Not by accident But by choices accepted or declined Not by coincidence But by the alignment of our souls Not by a fluke But by universal sparks that unite our unrelenting goals Not by a stroke of luck But by focus and a guided decision Not by blind impact But by stars on a predetermined collision Until we...

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