Replay Poems - Poems about Replay

Videos of you replay in my head Especially when I lie in my bed I press rewind and I see your smile And that soothes my mind for a while Videos of you replay in my heart Piecing things together that would otherwise fall apart I press fast forward and I hear your song Like a peaceful river, it moves my...

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Woe to pain in heart Time ticks tremendously so Torn apart from the start Engrained with patterns In my mind frame, discerning What is evil or good… Clear as water here Murky rivers and lakes flow…childish fears draw near Naught lasts forever Life here is temporary A lot of kindness… In this world of woe Portrayed on other’s paintings History repeats. We all...

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There's a journey that we all must take, Where time and space are clearly fake. When painful steps are trekked again, While going back, as if only to begin. The threshold crossed can't be seen by most, As it borders imagination, from coast to coast. This trail is carried by only memory to its map, Since traveled rarely by others that avoid...

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Can something else not play Or you just stop a replay Of the scene on display About Sex and Foreplay And the way The Wayward lay? For oddly do we slay The Good Life everyday While at last we shall pay On some not conceived day Or a tearful thing have to say About Free Immoral Leeway, Much like Accident- Prone Highway… And sterile *********** A far cry...

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22-- Letting the past year Replay before my eyes Being brought to tears-- The butterfly She appears...

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He plays the ball As he lays down Stop!whistle says. 12-24-2020...

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Columbus despised local folk Like Trump, he fibbed as he spoke But truth be told He wanted their gold And you know that man ended up broke...

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Fast. or slow you won,t more the music is bold soul is gold it's a fact it's comming back it ture in everyway what it. Has to. Say SouL. REPLAY...

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Places to visit. This body aches to fake another day to stay one step ahead but if there was another way I think I'd stay in bed. Not built to last finished now and cast adrift and yet my spirits lift when I gaze upon the face before me a face filled sensitivity duration and nativity. I wish I could see the whole wish I could see...

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1. A satellite on me is so superfluous b’cos even without it, you’ll see my flaws my new adulthood on your eyes is a sty as my every late night makes you pray and cry anytime my rebellion faces your bash my dearly connection with you seems to crash please dad, don’t feel like my missing baluster because of the flaunted young...

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Not Again! six inches on top of the snow we already had! This started out to be a blank verse sonnet, but it didn't turn out that way. The snow has smothered life tonight Our world now gleams in flawless white Below the earth, the bulbs’ low whine impatient with delay of time. Their voice is faint and fainter still the...

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Movie of you stuck in my mind same episode thoughts of you in reverse over and over I make meek adjustments random consolations but the script remains the same things you said A constant replay a tsunami of grief like drowning in your own lungs as time goes by What to blame? the heart lives on things you did forlorn memories of missing you things you didn't do Maybe you were just a B movie cheap sequel pure exploitation an in-betweener It would...

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I remember the day Trixie died, Sinbad staring out upon her grave. No crying, just day after day, homage. I couldn’t stand seeing the pain, Nothing I did, petting, holding, Could bring him away from the grave. So down to the pet store I drove Hoping for a partner to please And found a pair of cuddles, babies Arms wrapped together in play One black...

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"Resolutions Replay" All resolutions for twenty thirteen Always promise to start out peachy keen dreaming or wide awake my pet peeve is cheesecake A wide waistline on bikini screams "mean". Pineapples, cheeries, strawberries or plain Calories are the secret to weight gain trying to deny urge as fork and cheesecake merge Choose will power or perhaps go...

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This is what my soul sounds like- crescendo; the silence overflowering with waves of bliss and rose-coloured hope, this is my happiness, love stretching out into a multi-coloured kiss, decrescendo, a dry bouquet of carnations displayed at the foot of my grave, the quiet self of alienation, where I am, where I’ll be, till’ you find me stretching out my hands to...

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