Sans Poems - Poems about Sans

church skeptical word bankrupt without God......

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Nancy took a tumble And went falling down the stairs. The slickness of the marble Must have caught her unawares. Yet who at 84 years old Wears shoes with 4-inch heels? Though since a hip replacement, There’s a photo that reveals That Pelosi, back at work, Left her stilettos in the dust. She’s sporting clogs, a look to which She might have to adjust. We all make...

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Full moons fill you with joy, seldom the New, And pleasure you conceive as good, not pain, Let me like New Moon that stars can I view, As some poets devise ways pain to feign, Which, helps them pen dirges and elegies, Funeral hymns and odes of laments long, Let them. Days-nights on an eternal lease, One can’t be...

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I sketched my emptiness, called it ‘sans you’, Which, the walls too confess, call it ‘sans you’. How many years of utter loneliness? I sketched my listlessness, called it ‘sans you’. A desolate island now stands in heart, Sketched its sheer barrenness, called it ‘sans you’. No more springs, life’s all autumn, grey and dull, This gloomy awareness was called ‘sans you’. In...

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the Sea drinks no booze why then It has hangover if...

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Sans sixth (psychic) sense... poise zen dystopian rant This prognosticator doth predict potential based at current rate sinister debacle that will instantaneously annihilate, United States storied republic, which alarming horror points to instantaneous annihilation of America the beautiful; (ohm my dog) turbulent endemic chaotic spate within human race poised to strike doom and generate shock tummy once amp pull goldenlocks, now revealing a shiny baldpate erratic behavior attendant prescient intimations...

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Normality is what I seek but the world revolves in its sans-serendipity. So many extra days thrown in, you see the world on its own course, no one takes pity. I enter boredom in another world. I’m not in control of anything real. But the the dog warms up my feet, unfurled; my heart wanes of anxiety, and I’m healed. ...

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Know that all manifestation is thought Life’s but an illusion, a lucid dream We, as entity that seek, exist not Let’s look at desires, that from our heart stream Sans desire, we’re in an inky black void Life’s but an illusion, a lucid dream In staid stillness, we’re not by thoughts decoyed Befriending silence, our heart feels at peace Sans desire, we’re in...

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relentlessly flows on linear time dragging us through enigmatic space it is a silent yet brutal savagery remorseless compelling us to trauma bond with pain and disgrace to make matters worse, we know we are doomed to die lost in myriad illusions, we seek solace in dreams but what we cling to, slips through our fingers as we drift rudderless in...

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Upon a flaming ground step on the ukrainian people Ukraine, sans peace and freedom...

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The red clay’s staining all the socks, But Rafa’s aren’t there And yet, his fourteen titles Still remain beyond compare. Most years he gets to celebrate His birthday at the French. Today, though, he’s not on the court Or even on the bench. Perhaps his little surgery Will fix him up like new So all his fans (like me!) can watch Him do what he...

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I'd love to just be with you An oft recurring theme But what I mean is ever since I had that vivid dream My heart was captivated Captured and content And even though it was a dream My real heart did assent Without you I'd be lonely Wandering roads and paths alone I love our camaraderie And talking on the phone I've met so...

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How to get to Forgiveness? Well, it starts out in Blame....

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A manager worried about how many pens used in a month can barely sleep, dreaming of running out of ink, and how pencils aren't professional- shouldn't everything be typed now anyway? Even this poem is Times New Roman, pondering the merits of Comic Sans, while a memo is sent on behalf of an executive vice president, wishing everyone Happy Holidays, but also warning of the need for...

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It's useful to have a short attention span, since it allows us to pause thought flow in the gap where exhausts its suggestion, wherein lingering in the afterglow, in the void of emptiness, heart's mellow. To dwell in this gap is an art that's learnt, after we have been time and again burnt by raging fires we had created and although we wish...

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