Roam Poems - Poems about Roam

Our hearts romanticize the vagabond. To walk away from all that brings you down. It’s true we’re free to get up and be gone. In search of new horizons to be found. Always snipping at the ties that bind us And doing all you would just as you may. Worries can all just be left behind us. ‘Cause in the morn we...

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My love would sometimes wander, and my thoughts would roam freely, far from the one who held them close and gave my love a home. But I was young and restless, and my heart longed for games, never thinking of the one I might hurt when my love strayed. It's said that those who play with fire will sometimes...

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There was a day, I lost my way, Then I was young back in the day, I enjoyed that my aimless roam. Though I was many miles from home. I bothered less about the tears, How my absence would've caused fears ~ In the minds of my peers and rents; Though deep in my soul it torments. When hunger finally set in, Then I...

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I FELL ONE NIGHT, WELL IT WAS DARK! THEN WOUND MY WAY INTO A PARK IT'S PEOPLED BUT WITH KANGAROOS WHO HAVE LOST ONE OR MORE OF SHOES BETTER THAN LOSING PANTS, I GUESS WHO CARES! SIT DOWN! PUT ON YOUR DRESS! TIME FOR LUNCH. OH BOY, WE GROWL SOUP IS COLD, THE CHICKEN FOWL AT SHOWERTIME, IT'S BEST TO SING FOR...

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Pure anemoia, a feeling inside; The fans of secure lure my stormy tide; Inner deja vu, clue cannot be seen; You some way have been, spin the vision’s clean; I’ve seen it before, story holds my heart; Core will hit my drive, dive in I jumpstart! It smells just like home, gnome out back on guard; Roam and trust that fit, sit in that sick yard....

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a cute catacomb place where we would like to roam there we have our home find a place to hide we should see quarterback slide first down was denied she was with a smile while she had walked down each aisle number can compile devil avoid as well as slip by Freud friend an android Probably should have made it four entries instead of only one....

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it was a day not unlike this one when an archaeologist … sore knees … paint brush … Friday fingernails held my earthen skull in his hands and spared me a thought his dirt-stained eyes filling my empty sockets and for a speck of epochal dirt neither of us heard the sun...

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Walking along a road, diagonally, through someone's house briefly and back out where there isn't a door across their vegetable patch and eventually over the bones of some buried unknowns. Cows are currently grazing in someone's hallway, while a tree grows in the kitchen. As I walk, I trample through a Roman bath where in a different time a rotund, well fed Roman...

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I move as my soul moves... I sway with the tides, and drift along the shores... I soar over valleys with the wind, and run wild through natural habitats... Anything to not live in stagnation if I can... Freedom is my calling... Patience my jest. Come as you can Before I am gone again......

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In earnest I would comb the earth Through desert, mountain, forest, firth Cross highlands, lowlands, rolling hills Swim oceans, rivers, fjords, and kills All to find out where you are No distance is too great or far That isn't worth the trodden way To be with you at end of day My love is with a passion quite Enough to make the darkest...

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I wonder how do ship float upon the sea Is it the friction with the salty water? Or its the way the nature flows? Can I lay without sinking? Could you held me without thinking? Are the friction work with my soul? Or its the way his creation written? May I feel the crossing line Even if...

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where can I roam where is home the skies are dark with cloudy vibrations sounds behind the celestial sphere there is a chill sidewalks, streets, cold doorways half open stores, partial windows where is home turned into an old earth creation ancient life in the skies bluegray and shinning heavenly stars what blurs between reality and what lies beyond I wonder at...

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I'm a wanderer I have no home in the world No country, no land I've lived this life just floating on my own Each day and night I travel I close my eyes to my reality and awaken to many worldly destinations But now I find myself standing still After all this time I realize that yours is the place I most...

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Spring peaches ripen in the moon's shadow. On the other side, wounded lambs moan I grasp a whiff of strawberries       inimical twilight          cynical quadrant               whimsical                   nonsensical I am not a wolf, a hawk, or an ocelot no time for lake-bound lizard...

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Fearless, careless, I'm free to roam This entire world, I call my home The sky's my roof, the ground my cot Stone for a pillow, that's my lot I eat sometimes, sometimes I don't The dress I wear is all I own Remember me? No one is there That's why I don't have any care A nameless soul, a fameless man Anyone like me...

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