Note Poems - Poems about Note

I wanted to take a moment to write this message, as many of you have been incredibly supportive and kind to me since I began using this platform. Your encouragement has meant the world, and I’m truly grateful to those who took the time to read my work and share thoughtful messages. Initially, my intention was...

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I’m hiding this note far from humanity And yes you are dying to know why I want it out of sight I’m hiding this note from man Far from the sun yet close Too close to be missed As I am scribbling these words Inked in sweat and blood Coming from a place I can’t...

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I would say good bye to no one except my husband, if he were here If he was at the store, I would jot down a little note It would say do not cry; I am eager to go And do NOT waste any of my money on a funeral Take whatever is left and go out to eat Take salsa-making...

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This day has finally come Your future has now begun School days are all you know Into your dreams you will now grow Looking back, so many years Moving forward brings many tears A whole new life lies in wait It's up to you which destiny you create Future beyond, you hold inside of your hand Inspiration of dreams only you understand Your journey...

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This weather's got my notebook sweating, so I apologize for the wrinkled pages. This note's intended for the lonely- for those people who don't have anyone to put cute little notes in their lunchboxes, or for those children whose parents send them to school hungry. I just wanted to remind you that: you're the greatest...

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I fold this note neatly and lay it upon your pillow. "Oh, sacred words of my heart and soul I pour out to Thee." “Baby, last night was a wanton, passionate dream come true, was as close to Heaven on earth as I shall ever be. Nothing is comparable to making sweet love with you,...

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I wish I do not wake up tomorrow, I hope I do not feel the pain, the sorrow. I don't know, how to explain what I feel, Can't see any cure, any way to heal. It seems I am locked in a room all dark and empty, Nothing is working neither motivation nor sympathy. Hate myself for being...

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I always feel a twinge of anger, a truck load of guilt, and a dash of sorrow whenever I think of her But mostly nothing at all My guess is all those year of cuts to the bone ingrown toenails and broken bones weren't quite stitched up, fixed up and set - right She used to hit a racquetball against those grungy, white walls until she felt like...

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a note I wrote in wind to rewind reminiscences rippling on lost love ...

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Take one demigod from the melting pot Give it a Mega-phone (the louder the better) Mix in a heavy dose of Fox News, make it a bit overbearing In a separate pot, mix 70 million evangelicals 2 or 3 million fanatics -depending on your tolerance Season with lies and fear Add holy water, a couple of cases of...

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ominous missive you will be next in red ink recipient cringed...

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In Iran..I hear it told beleif in islam is going cold.? Fifty thousand mosqes, shut down.? Seems the ayatolla's voices are being drowned.? What true power in Christ.? We might never know.? Yet therein lies true freedom.' Even old Rome gave Him 'A go .)...

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A recent poem l posted raised some negative feelings within me About myself …. leaving me feeling annoyed As l felt l had to write a “Please Note” on it Explaining my poems intention….so false judgement l would avoid! My poem topics are always varied Though writing about human nature, traits ,feelings, l do enjoy l was falsely accused of writing...

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Rewriting a lyric Pondered a dream Portraying a love note You wrote to me Of all beauty possessed And all the passionate nights Let's stay together Through each new days light For love does not flee On a carpet of dusty dreams It rekindles a fire With a blanket of belief Through Winter's cold chill We shall cuddle of warmth We shall twine each branch Climbing upward as we...

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Man is not a solitary note; he is a symphony of deep contradictions, A song of sins and sorrows, composed of desires and broken dreams, I've seen hands that caressed loved faces, clenching into foreign fists, Lips that spoke sweet words, twisting into cruel smiles, venom flowing. We kiss with mouths that have cursed, embrace with arms that have...

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