Perspectives Poems - Poems about Perspectives

A flip Of perspectives Lenses changed Newness arriving Then and there.. A frequent story Seeming to miss There's no one To witness A flip..but that's Another story......

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A symphony’s no symphony if it is never heard A poem is no poem at all if it contains no word A rainy day’s a rainy day unless it brings some joy A prized possession’s valueless if treated as a toy A summer is not summer if winter frosts still fall A bitter heart’s no blessing for it is closed...

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If the darkness fails to engulf you, the light will. When the chaos can not drown your thoughts, the silence will. If the hatred refuse to make your scars bleed, The adoration can not heal. Yet if Life fails to make you understand, the void in which we live, Give Death a chance for what you want to...

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Like normal people my age, it is common for us to take one look at someone and judge them based on what we see, not what we know. You can assume someone is weird. You can assume anything about anyone, anywhere. In middle school, I lost them. My grandparents. One in 6th, one in 7th. It was like...

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A storm is afoot for those walking thin lines whether they know it or not Plots conceived in the dark never really go as planned as divine hands will eventually bring things to light Everything has its reason & the plight of those that answer the call ring true even if the contents of the call isn't immediately viewed Sometimes the message is chopped & screwed proving unintelligible to...

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My boyfriend Peter’s like smoke, he’s elusive. He doesn’t always carry his phone. There’s a crosswalk in Tokyo, it’s in all the movies. The light changes and hundreds of people walking in different directions meet - but they don’t collide - they make room for each other, flowing around each other like water. Peter and I make...

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There is so little space I could give in my skies, Every moon has left a whole cluster of clouds full of lies, I cannot unclog a product polluted in disguise, Don’t ask me to lay in your web you chose to improvise , I have seen too many oceans being mistreated for wastelands, So...

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There are those who think with their head From the time they’re born until dead. For them, things always seem logical. Sometimes profound, but never magical. Then there are those who think with their heart, And they live in a world quite apart. They wear their hearts on their sleeves low And end up like Venus de Milo. Most people straddle the fence...

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“We often throw away what we still have so as not to regret what we have already lost.” - Luigina Sgarro Black is white’s shadow. Day is night’s despair. Morning is evening’s dare. Thick is thins embrace. Love is hate’s defiance. Hope is desperation’s death. Light is dark’s sadness. Life is death’s contrast. Beautiful is repulsion’s misfortune. Affection is loathing’s imp. Joy is sorrow’s memory. Laughter is...

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Changing Perspectives on the outlook of life Pace yourselves Eat a piece of life day by day And if thats to heavy and your a light eater Try an hour at a time And to all the snackers how about minute by the minute Take a deep breath and breathe Balance your days Now whats on your plate...

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Scarcely had dawn lit the town… Nighties hugged tight around… Onlookers at an overnight transformation… Winter wonderland’s aspiration! People light the fire and consider… Let others go outside and take risks. Only those truly dedicated few Understand and act on loving neighbours, through Getting everything prepared as they go… Heavy clothing to protect from snow, they Shovel roadways with their ploughs…...

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*Image of A Sad Clown by Sponsor. perspectives dreams to be a doctor made my carny parents sad~~a clown I am 2023 January 01 *HMS....

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I was a learned college professor, who was forever eager to know more, As blue-gray waves, finding sandy beaches, turn to seek another shore. I drove to work smiling, in those tangerine days, so glad for avid youths, Like when dusky stars waltz out dreamy, winking to show hidden truths. My long days were full, like the pink marguerites,...

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PERSPECTIVES at every turn insistent tender   encounters more  prominent refocussi of attention to proceed repurposed in an enfilade brilliant & intense grandiloquence of self-regard with compelling familiarity in an unforgettable literal fragile labyrinth NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable. Copyright...

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beer bloat morning after football Sunday am I, or the bar the consumer I don't know I had a good time shot some pool cracked some jokes flirted with girls not half my age so vain so pointless so fun journey coming soon, so shutting it down redirecting energy focus vision to what I want more than football Sunday a different land a different people I hope at least I brain bloat broader horizons deeper insights and sharper perspectives than I afford...

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