Overlooks Poems - Poems about Overlooks

... will love be decrepit when trust is just a word thrown when we cannot win fights, an excuse rather than a gospel… or is it long before then? will love be decrepit when she is home wa......

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...They say that when two people are together for too long, they begin to lose themselves. They start to shift, fade into each other like colors blending on a forgotten canvas, and, in the end, you can’......

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...Poem- Salt Poet- Aditya Aneek Reciter- Shimul Mustapha In a book fair, theater, cafe, on the first day of Bangla calendar, around the festive Valentine day An ordinary boy is he, if one overlo......

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...We are partly into an early Spring and the horses' struts with their heads held up. White Palominos all, majestic beauties they'd be in the heart of the little village passing by the central square......

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...I'm not addicted, so this will be easy It's a hard truth to hear so I just tune it out and I’m arguing with walls but I end up letting them fall on me “But it can only be as violent as your im......

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... I'm on the outside, looking In Quite often I feel like the only word in a poem that doesn't rhyme, or I'm a nickle, five cents short when I'm in need of a dime. You make me feel like I d......

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...The eagle flies with two wings, the left and the right, working together. The right says it's good, but the left says it's better. The body is one, resting at the center, the stabilizing, driving for......

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...In New Haven, Lisa misses the sad, dark, city aesthetics of her hometown. Its crime podcast vibe, actinic crime-lighting and sirens in the distance, that lull her to sleep like lullabies. She has a d......

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...I was a whimsical, interior designer, bringing colors and joy into living spaces, Subtly changing neighborhoods and lives, like vibrant arcs the rainbow traces. People were as dissimilar as their......

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...Surrounded by a white front porch decorated with rocking chairs and empty mugs a house becomes a home a wooden gate overlooks a long dusty lane of falling leaves and golden oaks sheltered fro......

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...The Heraclee sky was a lurid, neon blue but the morning was surprisingly cool (at 54°). The antemeridian sun managed to cast sharp, surreal, black-hole shadows, giving the world a baroque art look, a......

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...I love a room that overlooks A river or the sea, For, on a terrace with some books, Is where I like to be. A sunny seat, a view with boats And birdsong in the air, A husband who, upon me, dot......

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...I start walking and shake off at the same time shake off painstakingly each person ties in eternal darkness they prepare and self-cultivate continuous scrutiny of life and death candlestick ......

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...There is a bench upon a hill That overlooks a lake And when I’m there, my heart’s bestilled My troubles I forsake If places could be poems, then Idyllic is this psalm Its beauty stirs my ......

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...Last night, Lisa, Peter, Leeza and I were in her father’s 50th floor study watching New York City. It’s a corner room with glass walls from floor to ceiling. He likes to watch the city himself and ha......

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