Over It Poems - Poems about Over It

I looked up, gripping my rope, wondering if I could truly conquer this mountain, climb, battle, traverse to the peak. I breathe; I pause. Courage ignites within me, warming my spirit, my resolve. Equipment poised, eager to assist, I step forward. With each deliberate stride, I inch upwards, mastering every groove and hold, as if the mountain carved them just for me. I push through, driven...

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The ‘lionesses’ lost to Spain Spain’s players are quaffing champagne I may be unkind But was the ref’s blind My reasoning may be insane I googled the Penso surname The origin could be from Spain Perhaps there’s some bias So Spaniard's could Gaius From watching finals I’ll abstain!...

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You got what you needed even though it was an Indian gift from the karmic sky-gypsies. “It was never enough for you was it?” The 'told you so’ pigmy bobble-heads of hippo-Maya declared with a wink. Let it be known that the bedazzling chop suey of Chinese phooey will keep you spinning in circles like a topless drunk. Wealthy Cats stick it up your nose and tread...

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I was stained soiled and broken Out of my mouth came evil miss-spoking's Perpetual vomiting of obscenities Spewing out of me Have I gotten over it a light switched On from the Dark Dawn light now I'm seeing in a new mindset in God I am over it And a precious previous past life...

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Interpret this - you psychotic, sociopathic snake I wish everything in your world to crumble and break You're the most f--king illogical sad excuse for a soul I've ever seen It would be, "off with his head!" if I were ever a Queen You don't even try to get out of your f--king box You and your ex BOTH are...

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When all things go wrong, You just have to sit your sad, self down And write a lovely, happy song. But your...

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I’m normal, get over it! I don’t wear women’s clothes Pout my lips or paint my toes I don’t eat twenty cakes a week Or do a selfie and show my cheek I haven’t tatts all over my body And crying all day’s not my hobby I don’t have a fashionable label I don’t believe all I watch on cable I wasn’t bullied at...

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The day was bright and grey A fake smile on my face But I was involved with myself, In my brain, with a fray. Unaware of everything that's going around me I was deeply dejected, after all It was not just a bruise on my knee. I was in my own dark world I wish that I could tell somebody My mind was not...

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These poems I write I write for me…I like to take the time to put my feelings down on paper and to make my stories rhyme… It’s kind of like a daily diary…it’s something I love do do and when I’m finished I like to share the words I write…with you. What I write are my feelings, my views…I...

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It’s hard to explain, but after only one fun date it was over. Her ‘it’ was too good for me. I knew it right away - too good. My own ‘it’ now schleps around like a dog chained to a cloud. It’s no good to be it....

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Just Get Over It & Move On Written: by Tom Wright 10-6-2016 In some matters my actions aren’t circumspect, One, I make no attempt to be politically correct. While understanding that some may have thin skin, Good or bad I’ll remain the man I’ve always been. I won’t use words just to make you feel good, Though notions of others tell me that...

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The questioning line, Is am I losing my mind? I think I may have Because it is somewhere I cannot find. Underlying, its undefined. It is criticized by all it hides. See the answer is, It has been gone for a very long time. Even when I try to think it through, Every route it leads to you. I am over it, I am over you, And...

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I’m over your moods… I’m over your style… I’m over your kisses, And I’m over your smile. I’m over your words, I’m over your voice. I’m over your bossiness, I’m over being here with no choice. I’m so over it…. I’m over the arguments, I’m over the letters, I’m over you telling me, “Everything with us will get better.” I’m over the flowers, I’m over the tears… I’m over all...

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So the referendum didn't go your way, you wanted to remain, you thought we'd stay, you didn't anticipate the leave result, and two years later it's still too difficult, you've handed out many bigoted insults, please tell me, how long will it be til you behave like adults?...

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It's gone, It's over. Yes, regret! But then, Make sure, To forget! Get over it. Cry a river, Build a bridge, And get over it! Listen up, It's time. Don't act like, You're confessing; To a murder crime! It'll be fine. Get over it, Cry a river, Build a bridge, And get over it!...

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