Running Poems - Poems about Running

Children never fake it! True love comes from them I've never seen A child fake a smile Whenever they laugh It comes from their heart Portraying their beautiful soul Without pains or hidden intentions. Children never fake it!! With innocent They emerge earth Without sin Imitating whatever They see Watching whatever we do Doing more of what we do than what we teach. Children never fake...

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It is a beautiful spring day, birds are singing their little hearts out. I am rocking in my favorite rocking chair, as a cool breeze covers me like a blanket. What could get better than this, I ask - as I sit and ponder? "There's a river meandering through the mind," with many thoughts. Thoughts are running wild, like the river meandering around...

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The sloth tried on all the running shoes in the store. Brand new clerk on commission’s heart gave a soar. She did not realize that sloth does this every day. But never buys a shoe, for running is not his way. He does it because he loved the colors, said her boss. If my supervisor would let me, I would...

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I’m not running from my life I just need this moment to think In these moments, in this open space…get a firm grip So many challenges, so many heartbreaks The obstacles … the major dips But I know I must keep moving on There’s much life to be lived. Past tears could create new oceans This awesome power lies with me. ...

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The sun, a molten coin sinking fast, stretches shadows into distorted giants that mimic my own fleeting form pounding the pavement. Running Hour. Not quite day, not yet night. A liminal space painted in hues of bruised orange and reluctant blue. The world slows, or perhaps it's just me, caught in this rhythmic trance of breath and stride. Each footfall a small rebellion against the inertia of...

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Misty paths darkened the way, Better days, it seems are too far away. Want to escape, want to run away. But the ticking clock doesn't sway. The mist doesn't fade away. Running and running until my feet hurt But can they see? My pain remains hiding in the dust At one point after the pain, a question...

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Would I ever be the person I wanted to be? The one I would look up to, When things got hard. The one who makes me feel less heavy, At heart. Would I ever be her? Her, whose aura screams and wails, Of things unknown to this running world. Her, whose heart is tender, And soul is made up of fragments of her memories....

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I’ve been runnin' Out of breath, cold sweat, lungs burnin' But these legs, they move but they aint goin’ - no place, no distance can be found between the chased and the chaser cuz they’re one and the same The hunter the hunted, the stalker the stalked, the predator the prey, they’re all the same Maybe someday, I'll be free, but it’s hard to run from...

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Running, hiding. Still denying why are you trying. Another day that you say, you will get by anyway. The weight is heavy, I was clinging. Pain is low but I strive to fly high. High above the clouds. The seas arenceqshing loud. I don't hear it though, because your frequency is too loud. How funny it is,...

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I wonder how addled your brain has to be to want to suffer the slinging insults of buffoonery Tv news showing how cartoonery reality has become Each reporter is up to tomfoolery as they dig to the bottom to find something newsworthy like a skeleton hanging in the closet of your nursery Or a pirate lover with scurvy What a pervy They...

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Right and wrong are human concepts, and like night and day, it's clear what sets them apart. Fight or flight, warps my outlook and clouds my Sight, for I stop listening to my heart. My world is changing so negatively, I now fear what tomorrow may bring. Sky-high prices fuel inflation while sly grifters promote bitcoins, memes, and bling. Folks are tethered to...

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I don't leave all at once, but slip away like ink running off old pages, Like a song you swore you'd never forget, until you do. It starts small—your name becomes foreign on my lips, Your messages remain unread, not out of anger, but from a strange helplessness. You don't ask why, maybe you don't notice, or maybe you...

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I lost my nest and am running through the flow of time. No one is there to realize the pain of my heart, I am alone and running through the flow of time. I found so many illusions and fears in path of that tide I found love, romance, and affection broad and wide. Which in my dream...

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I'm running out of time in this life of mine I'm not fine my sanity on the line and I'm running out of time...

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Rose, this time I'm too fat Let's run with me in the morning While there is not yet the sunrise Let's go to the oval and run. Let's get up and ride a bike with me Have the same bike, ride the same style Or buy another bike to ride Well, don't need, it's unnecessary. So only water left, I run and chase...

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