Pretenses Poems - Poems about Pretenses

...I’m Fine Peel back the layers, it starts again All of my life I've tried to pretend That I'm fine, I'm fine Pages are written, chapters are done Many nights I've wanted to run But I'm fine, I......

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...In the hidden corners of the heart, a deep longing is born, for dialogues that go beyond the mundane of the day, a symphony of souls where words dance freely, unbound by the chains of social prete......

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...For Timothy Lee You excite all my senses. I happily lack any defenses against stimuli your love dispenses. Your ways lack false pretenses. Whenever together, true joy comm......

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... the underworld rumbles and summons beckoning in groveled whispers with undertones of shady pretenses haunted by gods and demons who brazenly wave their book of souls tormentors do the dirty ......

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...If you hate me, say it to my face Don't lie or hide in a secret place I'd rather hear the truth, no matter the pain Than be surrounded by deceit and shame Bullies and liars, they tear me apart I......

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...The death of a man, it comes from inside. It's a slow killer, its name other than pride. Pride has different forms, manifests in different ways; but it's always a killer, a high price he pays. ......

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...(Record scratch, a cool, jazzy beat drops - think late-night NYC) Yo, lemme set the scene, the park bench, twilight's glow Yeah, she bad, I can't help but let it show He-he bad too, that's my refl......

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...In a world of faces, I'm lost in the crowd A master of mimicry, but my true self's avowed I change with the seasons, like leaves on the tree A chameleon's camouflage, to blend in with glee. I'v......

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...Life if you're not trained is not warranty Running on the long highway is tiring Sometimes, it’s more important to stop And appreciate the those flowers On the side of the road than to rush Le......

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... Concerns sit out there on the periphery, the suffering and misery of wars, deaths by disasters be it by natural or human causes, the reckless diminution of forests - all creep like shado......

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...Unveiled and untethered , I stand tall , A reflection of truth , without disguise or fall. No masks to hide , no scripts to recite , My soul's raw beauty , in pain sight. The armor shed , the w......

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...I II You showed me I was clueless, I thank for your motivation without ability or skill, to learn and......

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...Asking an artist to control their senses is akin to instructing a lark not to sing. A painter would refuse such pretenses and a poet could never do such a thing. Bind my hands but don’t emp......

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...In the labyrinth of my thoughts, an uninterrupted flow of whispers and shadows, I awaken a prisoner in a crystal cage, built from prejudices and expectations, And the bars are forged from the invis......

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...Where do we Stand? Losing ourselves It's not a point An arrival A destination A departure A beginning A never ending An end a time to mend In the groundlessness We’re standing Where......

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