Owes Poems - Poems about Owes

...thinned out ego remains as an interface to enact on earth as it is in heaven innocence carries not the cross of disgrace ascending easily through chakras seven can we ask the sun of debts of lo......

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...Loaded Potato I’m not talking about food Just people in general No accountability No responsibilities Actions that affect others around you Poor choices Always excuses Putting the bla......

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...our mouth owes a debt to your buried bones a hot lead cracked in a jiffy, and your brain splashed~ in the thick forest of Hanoi, with the stains sucked by soil as a flow thicker than......

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..."Don't go around saying the world owes you a living. The world owes you nothing. It was here first." - quote by Mark Twain ----------------------------------------------------------- Being poor is......

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...Chiffonade Basso Continuo Bolero. The term "procreate" refers to the act of reproducing, meaning to have children or offspring. If you are middle-aged and wish to procreate, it means you ......

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... One: Wake up slowly. Admit it was never that deep. Let your first word be hmmm. Let your second be whatever. Two: Stretch, but not like you mean it. Pop one joint, then s......

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...Crowley can suck eggs and men in beds, The spies can take a long and slutty hike. Leavitt can take the words she spreads, And sit for each on cactus spikes. Magic is but a muse, A trick a mind......

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...The things I paid for… Like the feeling of swinging on my swingset. It only cost a dandelion. With seeds so harmless. I was in high school. I could have been happy. If I played baseball,......

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... the bones are the first to know, they hum a low dirge, like a bass line in a dying bar, deep under the skin’s slow retreat. blood stumbles in the corridors, loses its way in the veins, trie......

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...There is a secret symphony in the whispers of the wind that caresses the earth, a profound mystery hidden in the dance of trees bowing their leaves, the ocean does not ask the moon why it pulls it ......

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...Friend, do not ressasse your dark ideas, Death will come Whatever you do, Everyone owes it, Don’t resent Your appointments At the doctor’s, He doesn’t even think about it, Under the palm t......

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...Invoking bliss magnetism, let heart sing, aware at all times of this simple fact: the idea or thought is not the thing, of the fruit we taste and deeds we enact. We are merely one of the many for......

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...agape love’s effused as the scent from a rose ~ each disdain emote debt of love our soul owes......

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...You, Mariana—deepest trench of my knowing I call you by name not to possess it but because it is the only prayer I have ever known how to say You are the sea—each wave not an argume......

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...When you were little, we wandered the sunlit shore— your laughter a bright echo mingling with the rush of waves. I watched as the sea snatched your red ball, a tiny planet swallowed by surging t......

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