Owning Poems - Poems about Owning

Cradling every scar, Singing each pain to the wind, Till I owned my song....

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All possibility is endless in time Extending the moment —forever defined (Dreamsleep: July, 2023)...

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The earth belongs to the One who created it* We are only stewards of the area we possess, Known to the ancients, this fact is no secret No one owns anything forever is my guess, So, enjoy it while you can is as good as it gets. (*Psalm 24:1) Written May 10, 2022...

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You enter a long gallery. A gallery, despite your wishfulness, bears no resemblance to the morbidly cozy corridors of painted grotesque figures hung across the walls all over other rooms. A gallery - this gallery - is well-deprived of any aesthetics in your eyes, dwelling onto its crude existence. Striking in a cold garishness,...

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A dude who owns a Porche Has a major attitude problem sorta Nose in the air As people stare So important to look good at the opera...

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They all sit there lined up in a row Not knowing when exactly when to go Decisions are made on the image they are looking for As the applicants mumble at the door. Mommas got cash Let those pass The Agent said Wondering if they knew how to play dead underneath the bed. Here comes...

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Digs all day, making a bit of progress Plant forty-two tulip bulbs Dog digs them up all night Every Good Friday I think about this. It happened to me in 1998. Three dogs - Happy, Go and Lucky - sat and watched me as I patiently dug 42 holes, and planted 42 tulip bulbs. The next day.......

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Don't worship the mechanical, Be sure to make the rules your friend, Bend them, look for hidden meanings, Consider that they're not the end. Your God will not be offended Will not disown you as His Child, Always find you entertaining, Embraces any path that's mild. Mildness is a form of humor, Rule bending is a kind of...

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We've got now. Here, this very moment, where each passing second belongs to us, We own it all. While the world can't spare us all her time, she's given us plenty, She's given us now. Time, blank faced, Winds down, Wears out, When it fails to fit into this exclusive existence we share. Lying as your echo, shadow, Breathing you in like the air's not...

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i've offered my soul up so many times but they can't match my price still i'll offer it again and many more time almost every day but all they offer dose not way in worth so i won't take it until my price is meet but the power and demons who by souls don't understand the value of a heart some how i end up owning them...

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When a moment lasts forever Then the moment isn't real. When forever lasts a moment You must search for how you feel. And if the happiness inside you Seems to grow light as a feather, Then you have nothing to worry For that moment IS forever....

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