Question Is Poems - Poems about Question Is

there's a choice to be made when heads are on the block I don't know whether that is to part with cash or go deep into introspection everyone is...

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What is She? She is a thought. an urge to go inside where eyes go blind. Where is She? She is here, a loadstone in the spinning wheels of our maelstroms. We carry Her, as a hunger, yet She nourishes as lonely sorrows famish away. Why is She? She is a dawn moon for our dreaming. A light that will keep us guessing why we are until we find out what we are not....

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Oh conscience who are you,                                               so you really tell me right from wrong.                                 Do you really keep me...

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At the cemetery At the grave in the tomb is there peace The surrounding environment say that it's so Yet inside beneath the ground lies nothing but bones dirt hair left decayed Is there peace at the cemetery? Seems so sweet slight faint brisk win Joyish tweeting of a sparrow maybe a robin sings Such speak peace at the cemetery Touching in...

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Did I do good today well I woke up in my right mind thinking about my friend Jesus Did I do good today Well I said to Him my savior Did I do good today I got down on my knees and I prayed To the Lord please, please answer me I got I gave to...

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My words glide observantly over head Like fierce hungry birds of prey They pierce like daggers deep inside The ears of those way up high My words are harsh and filled with pain They watch and ponder with all their shame Yet they don’t seem to have the might The force or the strength to fight. They are meant to free us...

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The question is How can I live with myself Knowing what I know Always feeling pain With no chance Of happiness Creating monsters within the world Is not what Anyone truly wants My life is empty Inside and out What more can I say I have no meaning No reason to continue I'm forever sorry...

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~*~ Who is there when all is gone? What will you do in this world alone? When will you realise your not worth the fight? Where will you roam without a home? Why should anybody care...? ~*~ ...

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It takes courage, it takes confidence, to love once more when you're broken, It takes power to brush yourself clean, get up and start living, It takes knowledge, to flay so high up to the sky, takes turbo engine to reach the stars, no co pilot by your side. It takes child's innocent heart, open mind,open hands, it takes a lot. question is...

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we ask oh conscience! most faithful friend. you give comfort,ease,relieve, defend: but if for some reason my dear friend would go ; i;ll be left with my deadiest foe. [for our conscience tells us that we were not put here to play to dream or to drift, we have hard work to do and heavy loads to...

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Grateful then that Jesus died But how could He be crucified? About this thing I sometimes wonder Should God speak to me with thunder? Oh my gosh - life such a bore? Do not want that anymore! Be creative; use your brain Or else good as insane! Who wants to rot within? Let everlasting waters begin!...

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Heidegger it was, I believe, who said , "The dreadful has already happened" Yes we're trapped in the clutch of time We no longer have any way out(as...

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