Pov Poems - Poems about Pov

Father i'm older now No little toes and no little nose You may have been there in the beginning But not in my upbringing You didn't let me go at heart But throughout my life you definitely broke mine Growing up I never had a big picture An imagination or a figure.All I had is what i had been told And...

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One day God decided to give me you I was so young and scared I didn't know what to do He told me he has given me a precious gift Thats going to change your life forever Sense it was a special gift from God I didn't think I would ever deserve it but he told me...

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Alienated into thinking I needed validation Becoming a little rough on the edges Cornered heart seeks originality Diamond mind has been rusted Emotional value is increasing Fighting through it all Grandiosity never came Hi everyone, what shall we do next? Interesting way of introducing, Jeopardising oneself, making myself the clown. Kind enough to reinvent itself Limerence of fanatical behaviours Mandatory to health,...

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How would you feel, If you went home today To find a strange creature Had entered your cave While you were away? How would you feel, If the door to your cave Had been kicked in by a kid Who just could not behave? Would you rumble and roar Or just rant and rave? You would you feel, If you looked in your bed To find sleeping...

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FUNHOUSE MIRROR (pov) I am a mirror in which many take place, what you see is not what you get I can assure you it's all fun in games. In the same light that slims you down a different angle at that and now you're ...

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Another typical insipid day the sweet, crimson glowing ember falling revealing the lustrous serenity of kaleidoscopic skies Elysian whispers around my remaining canvas of arid Gossamer and prosaic filled voids replaces citrine, saffron nirvana Bodies surrounding shimmer effulgent colors I'm yet to remain in my dull ashen-sparked cave A sudden delirious shriek gleeful, exuberant faces twisted into pale onyx terror An apocalyptic doomsday...

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Being the overthinker—how does that feel? After reading this piece , perhaps you will see a different side of me. Every little detail bothers me, overanalyzing situations in a myriad of ways, and starting a new chapter in my life always brings forth the worst thoughts in me. Surely, one should look on the bright side...

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Everytime I hear your voice, On the other side of the phone, All the sweet words, I wish it would have been for me, Instead. The wishings, the longings,all the love, I wish I would have been on the other side, Instead. Everytime I see your face, On the screen, What a gorgeous sight to behold , All I can think is would it ever...

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When will you need me again? I know I am your security when you're in faraway lands, But when will you go out again? When will you notice me here? Laying on the floor, under the bed. I hear your footsteps every morning and every night. But when will I see you again? When will you realize you're me? Ignored, forgotten, missed, claimed...

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I was wandering in a forest I don't know My father told me not to but I chose to go.. This place is a mystery to me Little did I know it's you I'll see.. You said your name is Gin You have been here because of a sin You're wearing a mask of some kind You're silent like you want to...

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When the night has come it is a time to linger Because of a curse touching a human is a never I am binded in this forest I know so well A place where many spirits of different kinds dwell.. Not until I knew you. My Hotaru.. A little girl who came across the morning dew.. Tiny, carefree, strong, blunt and...

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Schools can be so unbearable sometimes, On some days, it’s the work Homework!Homework!Homework! On others, it’s the teacher Do this! Do that! No! Yes! Stop! Don’t talk! Some days, you just want to kill everybody The Classroom is much like an animal kingdom Imagine a class With 30 students Each with their own crazy personalities Their bipolar mood swings Hot-blooded teenagers Imagine a...

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