Please Poems - Poems about Please

Sweetheart, please be mine. Ignore your hesitation . Oh , my Valentine ! We are made for each other. Nothing else we won't bother. Your sweet smile to...

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Hands like dirt Cracking in sunlight where weeping willows grow and glow burning in the snow freeze-dried tied below and pulled into a flash fire your art dies you write the words "right before they kissed" with the "i"s undotted time unalloted the crime has been spotted your hands are covered in dirt wash them in the fire wash them dry watch them die with all your worst ideas with...

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Storms are troubles that are a part of your life. They pass through from nowhere, in their wake is strife.. Pain and suffering may result and sometimes loss. There is coverage left for you, at the foot of the Cross. Nothing to put down, Someone already paid your cost. We'll find peace & comfort where suffering took place. A plan from...

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God search, soul’s quest, requiring ego to die, vaporising, that then we transcend time-space limitations, viewing the light of our Self … questions cease; truth’s known. In this dream realm, illusions bemuse, confuse but if we choose to be still, voids then soon fill, thus if we wish to be free, silence reveals … the truth...

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A car was parked illegally; The hydrant wasn’t cleared, Plus it was by a nursing home And might have interfered. I never would have noticed it, But signage did impart That a tow truck would be coming ‘Cause the engine wouldn’t start. Thee note said “Please!” perhaps to cops Who rarely have the choice About issuing a ticket to A reprobate Rolls Royce! ...

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I was sipping tea, so calm, so sweet, Charts were clean, no sign of heat. NY session, chill as can be, Then—BOOM!—the news comes straight for me: “Trump is back, and he's not done— More tariffs, more drama, more Twitter fun!” He taxed China, slapped their goods, Markets flipped—I lost my “shoulds.” Steel from Canada? Hit with a fee, Even Mexico got no trading...

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Father, because of you I feel so relaxed, Through You today I'll chill. Let all be well inside my heart, Because calmness is your will. I'll take it easy all day long, Because You make my heart leap with joy! You cause happiness to surge within, Like a child with Christmas toys! Hope in You blossoms in my heart, As flares of joy flood...

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My heart cries no, no, please no AI - my brain gets cramps, I can hear it sigh. My fears shiver and my soul does cry. All AI feels wicked and viscous, bound to erase potential in us. No more striving to accomplish much - we'll be ghosts of our past human touch. In such a world, I would not belong. Wrong is...

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Dingleberry pie please The waitress brought the man pumpkin Delicious! He called out loudly. That’s not even a berry pie, the chef groused No problem, he’s my grandpa the waitress replied. He always asks for dingleberry or muffinberry or chocolate berry. I bring him whatever is handy, and he loves it. He has dementia and is not clear on words anymore But he...

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Please, open the door Open the door, I want to live and stay alive The flood is coming. Wants to erase my sins Not my sins. These are my events. Nothing happened But I did. I know. I did wrong things. My life was in shadow Dear Noah I confessed all Can I enter? ...

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Lord, Father God, please hear my prayer Put peace in the hearts of all men and women Make war repulsive and vulgar, take it out of our minds Give us the sense that we were born with Remind us that we are all spiritual beings Spiritual beings know that love is the ultimate task We are put here to love each...

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God Please Help Horn Haiku God will you please help always knows what we should do need Him more and more...

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Old Drunk McNab stumbl'd to confession The priests waits and waits to start the session The priest then knocks on the wall “Occupied…, comes a slurr'd call, …an’ no TP so don'ask the quess’ion!” ...

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I gave what I had... she demands from me harshly what I own and don't...!...

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She is the twilight hue, virgin olive color After the preparation when the color would be mine I will know the cooking menu for today, dripping heavy density that would never say the other day, the other nay, the other say....

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