Outlive Poems - Poems about Outlive

...Oddballs in New York The strange people who want to live until they are 200 years old and, if possible, forever.  Needless to say, these people are also rich I saw the leader of the odd people,......

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...Elemental formulations of healing for the soul Consequential co-ordinations as we resist growing old Monumental calculations from a mind in the scientific cold Fundamental indignation from a he......

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...O Confederation of the West— You were not born to conquer shadows, But to outlive them. Power is not noise, It is silence understood by all. You fear the bear in the east, But he was your bro......

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... Oh, Look not for the jewels in my crown. Nor draped on throat, or on silken gown. For my treasure-trove of gems, lies buried deep, deep within me, for you to see, for you to find, for you to ......

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...He reflected on the life he had lived Staring out the window watching his kids with his grandkids They were his greatest gifts He also felt this quiet melancholy of putting them in a position ......

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...He taught me how to wield the weapon made of words— a blade that kills, now saving lives, like it once saved mine. My own work pulled me back from the edge. And in it, he lives— my teacher......

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...The most important person in his life was his daughter He couldn't live without her She was his whole heart Life without her wasn't worth it He reminisced on a life that slowly killed him Weak......

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...I found you not in light, but in shadow’s breath— A whisper etched in realms that outlive death. We never touched — and yet, you shiver still, Each time I breathe across the void’s cold will. Y......

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...Out here, where time forgets its name and distance wears no shoes, a single atom dreams of being seen. A nebula breathes in slow creation— a phosphorous wound stitched by light, spilling st......

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...She rose from the sand like a favoured child Cradled by waves and draped with oil. A city birthed from A legacy carved to outlive time. She wore power like a velvet robe Gracefully hosting the......

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...With every step, invisible guards watch like shadows, Not with weapons, not with chains, but with sharp gazes and tongues, With silences too loud to name, And we, we call this freedom, an illusion......

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...As I think about it, it's only fair that Matt should get the electric chair. In three minutes of time, I wove pure gold and waited several weeks to be told. Seriously, I have him to thank fo......

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...Lynda stared into the popping orange and yellow fire. Twigs snapped and cracked, falling into the hearth. Surrounding brick fireplace tile glowed in a new brilliance. She felt more serene than she......

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... I am with three old friends, we are at the Royal Albert Hall, a place we have been to once or twice. The venue is exotic and plush the way all dreams should be. All of us are grey beards, w......

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...Every night after I've eaten my tea, I treat myself to a little tangerine, I eat the fruit and keep the seeds, and save a plot from the weeds, I peel, I soak, I sow, I joke, that this time, I'll......

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