Odds On Poems - Poems about Odds On

being easygoing has its advantages but a framing of how life is processed helps establish rules of conduct when relationships are in the making clarify expectations say what you mean and mean what you say. clarity of ideas well expressed thoughts precision of words understanding what works and what doesn’t ~ life not a crap shoot improve the odds take charge be in the driver’s seat AP: Honorable...

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The flower of humility is a prerequisite for the intervention of hope No situation can nullify a shift from hopelessness to joy Faith over fear should imprint your heart because The potency of unshakable hope will piece the air Even when life is not fair Darkness is but a temporary occasion On this road of life There lies an unshakable hope. This...

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The Sun forgot to rise one day, and never came again. The stars blinked out like dying sparks– the world went cold, and then... the silence grew, the stories died, and no one dared to dream. But deep beneath the weight of dark, inside a cave unknown,  one ember breathed–not bright, not bold, but fiercely on its own. It had the...

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If soil could complain- if air could sign, if Earth could weep, and if humanity could truly speak of what it has done to itself.   They would recount quite wounds, buried in silence, echoes stifled by times, memories sealed away, folded within like secrets- the world refused to hear.   But silence is not peace, it is a storm held in the lungs, a scream never given voice.   And if...

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She’s pregnant with guilt Deep inside in turmoil Two minutes of lust Off the cusp Makes the colour of little Johnny A lottery must 50 50 odds of despair She could see it now Driven out shamed and bared Little Johnny turned out alright The odds in favour He turned out white Loving husband unaware Time moved on without a care Back in the sack With husband Jack A wry...

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In the desert of doubt and fear, A flower blooms, resilient and clear. Like this bloom, we stand tall and bright, Nurturing our passions, through day and night. The desert's harsh conditions test our will, But we draw strength from our inner still. We brave the burning sand, and weather the storm, For our dreams are worth the desert's form. In this arid...

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It’s hard to meet someone serious at college. Everyone’s busy, self-centeredly grinding away at their dreams. So much so that people tell you to not even try (especially as a freshman). I was mostly at ease with myself—as a freshman. I had an excellent skincare routine—it was downright luxuriant, and it kept me going, through that romantically lonely year. But we...

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I forded shallow waters I tried to set my feet The bottom was too sandy Nothing there concrete The tide then turned against me No footing held me down I drifted out of memory Alone and left to drown I'd worked to lay foundations In hopes of a someday But then before I knew it Got pushed out of the way I didn't...

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Number forty seven - White House occupant against all odds... regarding President elect Donald John Trump. As a cruel joke to self, I imagined myself as a Republican for that one glorious day voting for the candidate who clinched the nomination as our next commander in chief and still reeling in the heady years when said unnamed person graced the covers of countless magazines, (especially...

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as the black cloud descends on his field the fierce scarecrow springs to life… pink plastic flyswatter in each ...

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DEMOCRACY IN A STATE OF EMERGENCY Yea how shall we start with Dancing to tune of craze Walking up at a lever so aching Dragging with demons all days Who did we offend, which way I'd thought of asking for bail Was only given state of bill In clouts juggling up in their stakes Who'll will deliver Nigeria Hope promised Hope...

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Almost eighty-nine and life's still a blast How long will it continue, how long will it last Pushing the odds Testing the gods Will I still be around when one hundred I pass ...

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barely adult male lacking abilities needs aimless future trials~ driven working family young man dies by drunk driver...

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OUR DIFFERENCES ARE LIKE PIECES OF A PUZZLE CALLED LIFE, that didnt seem so obvious at first, but looking back you can expect the worst, when strained expressions show one’s true feelings, at a sore point or stray word amid our dealings, the odds and ends didnt seem to fit, try as we may there’s just no making sense of...

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A little poem overnight Awake and still right here Past the time you shut your light My thoughts of you stay near The dreams I have do not depart They never go away But that's just fine by me sweetheart I'll dream of you all day And night, and week, and month, and year Until such time may be That I won't...

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