Own Poems - Poems about Own

Their blood was the poison that would kill them Their presence blinding That's why they hate them They come too close and try to touch them But they didn't know that we are the sun That trying to block out the sun Would become their biggest problem Actions have consequences And we were their karma The one thing they...

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Burning all bridges behind you, standing on the edge of a plateau If ever there was a time to see if you can fly, it is now, let's go There is no looking back, time to spread those wings and fly This is it; this is now your moment of do, or die These emotions you are about to...

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believe in yourself invest time in your future confidence rules give yourself a break forgive yourself many times be your own best friend...

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Under my covers We talked skin to skin Shaking and trembling Wondering when to begin With one little whisper And one little grin I entered heaven While knowing I sinned I’m not sure about you But my soul can’t pretend What started at hello For me never ends All the words for your ears Can only live in my pen It’s the passion that’s lacking It’s only calling...

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I step out to face the night, shielded like a medieval knight; and count my victories boldly won, need not count far for that is one; drag my fingers roughly through my hair, and stumble on the bones of some lost hare; never to remember peace, but lose myself a bit a piece; life never...

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The world is quiet here Yet growing louder by the day Renting paradise from vultures Split amongst two flavors of instability I clamored and dreamed for that golden armor That title that would cement my name in history To be a "hero" to someone I'd lose contact with forever Scars fade, and eternity is short I saw my dreams given flesh No gaps left...

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Screams taking up all I own Screams making me believe I am no one Screams enchanting him over my sorrow Cause his joy only lies on my failed tomorrow. They try and try To ensure I give up My eyes cry For they never give up. They take my beauty They take my time They take my energy To I can never...

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I give, I strive,? I bend, I buy,? But I’m always the one? Who’s hurt inside. I listen, I care,? I help repair,? But I don’t often? Get to share. No one asks? If I’m okay,? They leave me alone ?To slowly decay. But I want more— ?Where I’m not ignored. I see the note on the wall ?I feel myself begin to fall Am I not enough? Am I not tough?? Is...

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polka dot peacock kitty cat with blue daisies my art is my own...

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You may not believe me But I know it so well Every lilac tree Has its own special smell This I fail to describe Its expressless to me Each tree has its own type Blooming easy and free There's no equality shared No familiar democracy Lilacs fragrances spread Fugitive meritocracy Flattering you with the one Sweetest lie You are still fair and young If you give it a try. ...

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How much must I own to be free— A ring of gold, a single key? The stars are mine each cloudless night, The wind is mine in silent flight. I do not ask for halls of stone, Nor call a crowded place my own; A quiet room, a skyward tree, And that, I think, is wealth to me. The sea has never asked...

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Do you ever Do to yourself What you've done to others So you know the pains That comes with it It's so crazy Very lazy acting without thinking. I just hope You get What you Wish on another Not preaching Ain't a pastor But a God son God save us From what we don't know Bless us With what we've never own....

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a dangerous dive into pools of the past praying to hit bottom… … then to shoot up at last ...

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Deep within me, I feel inertia as a slow dance of stars trapped in their own light, A Higgs field enveloping my soul like a heavy cloak of particles and burdened dreams, This terrain of life keeps me from falling into the core of uncertainty, Preserving me from becoming ash, an echo of an existence passed through the...

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Life came in one shoe fit Determined to live and not quit Made the wrong choices Managed to overtake and make right Achieved of value in knowing how establish No question needed with answer Fighter of life with no surrender spirit No need to say sorry There is no worry Some would say merit while others would say punk Call it what you will I understand...

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