Off Poems - Poems about Off

Some people can shrug off their failures Or laugh at their feeble attempts, While others, like me, Find frustration to be What an aptitude never exempts. For when trying to learn a new skill set, If I find myself really inept, I get into a funk With my confidence shrunk And there’ve even been times I have wept. Oh, I envy those shrugging-off people Who poke...

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River flows afar A long time ago flowing As I see you off....

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Ollie onion had never been this mad in his life He turned all his anger on the kitchen knife How dare you try to peel me, you interloper, he said. The knife was embarrassed, his face turned red. I did not know that you were alive, he admitted. No one told me this, I am confused, he spitted. Ollie was not...

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Inert was morning. ...

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I cut my finger to the bone and cauterized the wound with melted chocolate. I rather enjoy the taste of pain. ...

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Rise and shine, Know you are Divine, You get to draw the line, Let your heart and mind align, Feel your energy intertwined, Within all of your design. Love is the light you shine, Finding your way through the dark, Your spark turns into a flame, Lighting a fire to this game, Life will never be the same, Living free of guilt and shame, I AM renaming...

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Jose went to find a senorita On the way he stopped for fresh pita Looked around the place Saw a beauty; gave chase His 'Lolita' took...

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Tariffs spanked my 401k The shank-the-ball king had to say: I will never flub I’ve used the right club Just check out my lie on this play...

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OFF THE CHOSEN TRAIL Off the chosen Trail He stands barefooted Walking barefooted Grounding his vessel He walks that-A-way Beloved grounding his flesh His soul and spirit thrives Barefooted stretchfore upon I step upon intimate spaces Walking in faith on jagged waters Like Jesus I look at Him As I leave the waves now Walking to heavenly steps Following you...

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There I stand before you, And then serve you, With all my efforts and joy, Which you do enjoy. But my works are erased from the pages of history, Could you tell me the reason for this behavior filled with mystery? I might not be a CEO or a manager, But I too am a human with emotions such as joy, grief...

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I'VE IN CONSTANT CONTACT WITH EHE FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION SINCE 1985 I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO FEAR OF CORRUPTION BRUTALITY ABUSE OF POWER INTIMATION NO FEAR OF BULLYING ANGRY THAT THE REPEAT VIOLENT MEXICAN GANG LEADER MAN DIE HARD DRUG MANUFACTURING BRUTAL BEATINGS BRUTAL STABBINGS FICTICIOUS WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHT IDENTITY FRAUD ARSON MURDER OF...

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A silver spoon or a knife They are both made out of metal One showed strife The other one disguise as a skettle The edges are sharp, the wounds are real But they don’t hurt as much as feeling unlovable “I’ll do anything for you “ is all i want to hear It got me doing the unthinkable I would...

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I don't leave all at once, but slip away like ink running off old pages, Like a song you swore you'd never forget, until you do. It starts small—your name becomes foreign on my lips, Your messages remain unread, not out of anger, but from a strange helplessness. You don't ask why, maybe you don't notice, or maybe you...

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My Greek grandmother and godmother, cousins, My grandma baked and cooked homely, My Nona, my godmother exotically, Each one perfect, one couldn’t fault either, Their husbands, playing backgammon Looked up and winked at each other, Each one betting a fiver! Their competitiveness intensely extreme, They would have won if they’d thought Of working as a team. A pinch of salt each one would throw Over their...

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Next sound Miss tick Teaching you through like adu Eat the line Crawl up the vine Inside your water, no wine Code and color penal Cashing under the welfare Biggest duty push He haw hackers purse strings And dockers Superfly newspapers Wrapped around certificates like knockers Your still here, hear with your eyes Get it out of your mouth Put publicity on silent Give me 5 to 10 years...

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