Pulls Poems - Poems about Pulls

When you don't know what to do. Open this and it will speak to you! Don't listen to a Religious man. Get a translation you can understand. In Luke's book 24:45 you will find. Jesus had to open the Disciples minds! Without God, you won't understand. This book is His spiritual rescue plan. We're born spiritually dead, alive in flesh. About God and this...

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Drinking is an emotional experience, an elixir that pulls you from the monotony of everyday life, It takes you out of ordinary patterns, from all that is identical and dull, like a story told too many times, It tears you from your body and mind, throws you against the invisible walls of your own existence, I feel that...

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Wisdom radiates from her eyes She is eight; understands the world Better than most, maybe better than all She easily pulls me out of myself...

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Inez is hostile that she has to dress up for a prissy afternoon tea. They braided hair and stuffed her into a gown designed by Lady Dee. The gown is scratchy, lacy, stiff, fluffy, annoyingly so actually. Fuming that she has to put up with this craziness, she begs to be free. You are lucky to have such a...

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Gurl, you’re becoming a memory now One that I won’t care to miss Gurl, you’re just becoming one of many memories One I won’t miss anymore You left, what do you expect You’re just becoming one of many memories One I won’t miss anymore I pray that I’m stronger than your Heartstring pulls How you bring me back from...

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who pulls our breath and then exhales rhythmically by day and night to find out we follow the breath becoming one with the flow without interfering silence makes breath shallow akin to sleep mode in the waking state if breath is erratic it signals thoughts are present so we keep watching until all becomes quiet we feel magnetism and nodes within tingle we celebrate without seeking delighting in the play we remain...

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My friend Ben found a new position He's whooping it up -- no inhibitions I whispered, 'Not so fast' 'You think this one will...

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Alluring thoughts Come at the clocks latest hour Sanity chased its dream To regain its power Madness creeping to take back control ...

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My body’s wrapped in the vastness of poetry. Like a prisoner, locked in a dungeon of hope. Crawling through a poetic infantry With a feeling my heart could never let elope. My eyes were closed in sleep Until this feeling got revealed. It opened and I felt poetry so deep, Dangling at the hidden figures that I marveled. I laid my hand on...

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WHEN MOTHER PULLS THE CART Way back my classmate of middle school Lost early on his father in the clutch of cancer Destitute family cart mother was forced to pull Clouds of trying times in the void sky he saw gather. The study expenses weren’t easy to meet He thought from the school he would drop out But his mother said he...

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Just close my eyes, and pulls on the sin, In the head naked women swarm in a crowd. And I'm feel pity for them. Poor things! My jealous wife, like a frenzied hound, Meets them there with a rolling pin....

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Who Pulls The Trigger The degree of difficulty diminishes conscience and justice dim the fog of zealous denial. A trigger is squeezed each millimeter an agony each millisecond a lifetime. Sharp recoil awakens reality SCAN QUICKLY TO SLOWY ACQUIRE TARGET, RESIGHT resist the pressure of the trigger resist the resistance to it. Death comes sometimes quickly always slowly. The finger compresses time, life, right, wrong milliseconds millimeters. In a large office a “leader” looks at his hands examines his...

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Oh, dreams that meet on magic summer nights, And hide from hearts that never true love felt. A love that without slumber sees no light, Affection that in daylight is misdealt. Do thoughts give flowers strength and will to bloom? Or send sweet fragrance to a lover’s heart? For many years thoughts dwelt in hope’s...

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I feel the everything of you, through spring... through fall my breath would run across the towers of sky blue and petals bless our crowning sun, to grasp a language still undone. Arrows brush lips , never amiss , beholding sighs fragrant as dew which glaze the rawness of a kiss; then softens late evening, anew till we join freely ...

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Cupid pulls back the bow aiming right for the heart He smiles as he lets go A relationship starts Love notes, flowers and kisses too They're sure to make time to spend with each other Of Cupid's visit they never had a clue They could never imagine themeselves with another Something's in the air as this couple's love grows Soon there will be a...

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