Opt Poems - Poems about Opt

...I wake again, the sky still ash Mostly soft, not quite the weight of lead seen at five a.m; that god awful flash of knowing there is nothing when dead Here inside a room, trying to recall if s......

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...The sun rays from above come into play, Causing men and beasts alike look thirsty; They care to stay well-watered every day, And to protect even each plant and tree. People opt for light-colore......

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... Addiction is not merely the repetition of pleasure, but a drug's capacity to co-opt the body’s systems — much like a virus — for its own symbiotic, self-perpetuation. When we conflate ......

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...There are terms humanity uses, phrases words appear." To communicate emotions, in aim of clarity, or to help Verbally in communicating our anxiety, or sense of honour Even anger, love or fear.' S......

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...divine consciousness capsuled in form employs five electricities to look at itself in childlike wonderment awed yet nonchalant recognising the illusion as but a dream template wherein by ......

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...Black And White We are given all the pieces to play and indulge in life’s great feast outrageous fortunes be dammed! Given full reign to Ego’s unfettered beast and the moves we make shal......

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...Day 2 OK, guys, gather round. We’ll just share the thoughts on what you did last night, before we get onto the tasks at hand. George, would you like to start? Last night, I was reading the book ......

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...Should we have walked six miles instead of two? What else were I to do? Bowed down and raging Fuming in our cages I left it all to you You wield your power and I could only cower to the fear......

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...to invoke God’s grace opt to remain still tone down thought flow pace enter heart and surrender will ripples of bliss mists embrace sip soma nectar to heart’s fill......

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...“If you opt for a safe life, you will never know what it is like to win.” Richard Branson strange, I take many risks, but I still don’t know what it is like to win ......

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...Sorry, no! I don't want to go gentle into that good night! I'm not up for a long, unendurable, end-of-life fight. When it's my time, I'll opt for a quick, euthanistic squirt, so I'll feel only a t......

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...why do we opt to trauma bond with whims of relatives when their expectations are both selfish and irrational and inconvenient to comply with we should not yet we tend to do signalling bonda......

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...I know that art’s subjective; Everyone has different taste, So one exhibit that I love Might be, to you, a waste. The same applies to music – Some like opera, jazz or blues, Country, rock an......

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...O to live life in relentless outreach And still stay put, stagnant, nowhere to reach, To struggle hard, getting not so in hand, To feign busy as if a butterfly, Or a productive bee nevertheless, ......

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...Thoughts can be thin fractures in the order of things. Sometimes my dorm room seems a sterile sarcophagus, like an accusation, or an interrogation about my romantic choices, with nothing warm or inv......

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