One Man Poems - Poems about One Man

He said a solemn goodbye to his purple steed, a trike, now, the only conveyance he'd need, and there would only be just one other small thing, a little Red Ryder pulled by a string - and the wind would whistle through holes in his head as he rode through the town with his wagon of red....

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A man was marching through his mind. An empty cell to fullfill his time. Long before he traveled lands. He blistered truth with burned up hands. Many miles and waters sailed. Out for nothing and still he failed. A man was marching into space. An endless look expressed his face. This forced impression along the ride. Consumed illusions to take his pride. The need for...

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A man was marching through his mind. An empty cell to fullfill his time. Long before he traveled lands. He blistered truth with burned up hands. Many miles and waters sailed. Out for nothing and still he failed. A man was marching into space. An endless look expressed his face. This forced impression along the ride. Consumed illusions to take his pride. The need for...

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Gathering remnants where facets remain I add a touch in a brush stroke of dream Of lemon sun possibilities Upon an emerald grove of trees Resting near a subtle blue lake Dotted with red posies Lost in a dream Chartreuse mountains reach high Blue skies redeem the meaning of life Lost in a fantasy A subtle river runs free Birds of flight flutter As my muse...

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One man in my life That keeps me alive Here on earth Is my Father He gave me lots of feelings When he made me A long time ago With his holy hands I am also glad that I live here on earth Also my father inspires Me to write poems Also I am very happy That I am the oldest child Of my Father Also I write different poems For...

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Chicago, Illinois was his birthplace. He was a man of the white race. A move to a small midwestern town, And an idea for a famous street formed in his crown. In school, he realized he loved to draw, Beautiful drawings with crayons his teacher saw. Taking photographs became the norm, And ideas for cartoons began to form. As a young adult, he...

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An old preacher named Ned Got it into his head To make a musical pilgrimage Before he was dead. He claimed divine inspiration To form a band and tour the nation, And by so doing treat its ills, Not with welfare checks and pills, But with arpeggios and trills. He'd spread the gospel word through music And lead the land back to salvation. He first made...

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My faced is caked With pigment baked Into the glaring night I look for light It’s me I fight Day and night Have you no eyes? Do you not see? You are looking At another me I stand alone I do not own I am the speech I am the word I am the battle I am the axe I am the struggle I am the strife This is my way...

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One man standing What is life Is it the pains Is it the love shared Is the just an emotion Is it full of failures What is life Cos I can't get enough Is it the challenges Is it the chances Is it peace Is it just to work Is it brutal Is it fair What is life Cos I...

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One Man One man, a man crazed with greed Conscripts and commands thousands of others Under the pretext of protecting their homeland To attack and kill their Ukrainian brothers. One man, reputed to be charismatic Hypnotized and bullied his German nation With the delusion of their superior race - That eliminating the Jews was their salvation. One man, whose words and ways were uplifting Urged...

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the dragon rises so willing to sacrifice... many of his own © Harry J Horsman 2021...

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He parades down the street to his own unique beat Oblivious to others He'll have his druthers Unabashed, strangers stare As if he could care Some yell death threats He has yet to sweat Who is this eccentric And what is his crime By now have you guessed ~ He's the last man with...

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One man with a poor eye vision, Decided to undergo circumcision. But he perform it himself And, of course, not too well, From the start it was amiss decision...

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Is man a fool? Fool for who? Who is he? He is nothing Nothing at all All his life Life is a struggle Struggle for something Something to eat Eat for what? What his body needs Needs he never meets Meets nothing but troubles Trouble everywhere Everywhere he goes Goes to work Work for people People in the offices Offices they built Built from his sweat Sweat from the inside Inside gets sick Sick, until he is...

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I can not overcome the problems of the world but each person can overcome their own problems You can teach your children to hate or you can teach your children to love you can build war after war or build city's and playgrounds you can argue fight and bicker or build smiles love and trust working together saving together you can build jobs for...

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