Safe Poems - Poems about Safe

The Sun is pretty–Yes ,we know, It makes the sky and flowers glow. But look too long, and you will find, It's beauty scars. It's strikes you blind. We're taught to chase what shines the most, To the love ones who shine like ghosts. But not all gold is made to keep , some glitters loud and cuts too deep. Not...

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I've been to a few strange places in my day some hotter than the hottest spot on the sun some colder than the coldest crater on the moon and all the while I was looking for someone looking here looking there I was searching everywhere now I found you you are the one my searching days are done for my heart...

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(To be read in the rhythm of “Hallelujah” by Leonard Cohen / Rufus Wainwright) I know I said I’d be better by now But I wander through like a ghost in town And I can’t live with the person that did that to you It’s not unlike a wounded heart It bleeds and aches like dripping art And yet it...

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Iran has several activated terror steam cells in the USA and they could be planning active acts of bio-terrorism in our country around this years' 4th of July's Indepen dance Day's celebrations. Their favorite targets are parades, sporting events and all other venues of operations where loud crowds are prone to gather. But that doesn't mean they couldn't...

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I was on a high riding on a sunray feeling the love That seemed to bother you so you had to go on the attack making a point to deflate my balloon It annoyed you terribly that I might be happy you had to spew your venom I have news for you I’m out of harm’s way you cannot spit far enough AP: Honorable Mention...

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Never Safe I’ve never felt safe, if I may be so bold, No warm shelter from nights so cold If walls were strangers, far or near, This silent place was built from fear. Their smiles were teasing, sharp and sly, Their hug a blade, an unspoken lie. I’ve had to breathe without a sound, Hid my tears, kept pain unbound. At night I whispered...

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Wake up Bluebird In my arms Head against my chest I'll protect You're safe with me I'll try my very best To always love you Rub your back, Bookmark your pr's, We'll laugh about the days gone by When we drove different cars I'll bend down low to tuck you in Then give your lips a kiss And thank you that you loved me Enough to wait...

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there was a young banty rooster named Ben who liked to hit on all of the old hens one sad summer day it was said an axe was taken to his head now all the old hens are safe in their pen ...

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That`s not Safe ...

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Amongst spruce oblivious of the way, As I admire the wonder all abound. Birds fly above dancing their own ballet All spruce trees spread their fragrance all around. The compact wood is hushed before night fall, Arrive at a bridge shocked at what I see The chances of crossing are very small. Trying anything is indeed no key. The bridge is thin, its...

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Like a fear-filled cactus bud, I keep my heart shut. Like prey before predators, I become wary. Fearing myself, I hide myself within my hut. Unknown loads, involuntarily, I carry. I flatter, in the name of cool conversation. I demand respect instead of commanding it. Virtues, in day-to-day life, find degradation. Values, like salt-tinged iron, corrode bit-by-bit. Selfishness and self-righteousness find their zenith Deception,...

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I swallowed words like razors in the dark, A thousand cuts across my broken skin, They told me "silence"—so I hid the spark, While screaming softly, bleeding deep within. The mirror lied: it whispered I was whole, But fractures ran beneath the painted face. I smiled and nodded, playing the doomed role, While scars—my silent hymns—betrayed my grace. They told me love was...

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Promises not kept are like brutal blows, ruthless ripping words are the harsh slashes. They strike unaware where latent hope grows, cleave through the ruptured heart as it crashes. The mind becomes angry fire of the wild, uncontrolled, it simmers the blood of pride, flares to burn the gentle patience defiled. Not dowsed, it singes sound senses...

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They teach you to lock your doors, to label everything fragile before it’s touched, to flinch from heat, to never trust the flame— as if safety were a kind of virtue. But love asks for the opposite. It hands you a blade and says, Now offer them your throat. It promises no armour. Only presence. You step inside anyway, barefoot, carrying nothing but your...

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the calm here is filled with your presence i feel your energy come over me as it lingers in the air i breathe and paints a warm smile upon my face i do not feel alone it's surreal how there is hovering that's tangible between the two dimensions meanwhile this still looks much like a processing plant but feels to me more like a...

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