Sent Poems - Poems about Sent

messages sent and unsent confessions told and untold heartbroken- and hearts we both broke your memories linger around like a ghost I still see your shadows at my door scores settled and unsettled, you don't matter anymore pierce through my heart or stab my back the tattoos have already been scrubbed off now you don't beat my drums anymore...

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They call you my ex— like you were just another chapter, just another name to forget. But how do I forget the girl who made forever feel real? You weren’t my past. You were my present, my always. The one I whispered dreams to at 2 AM, the one I laughed with until my ribs ached and my guard fell. They say time heals. But time can’t...

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Thank you Jesus for dying for our sins. We didn't deserve God's Grace and Mercy through Your Sacrifice. The Jewel of Jesus: He radiates the Love and Light, Hope and Peace we all need. Jesus was sent to Light the Way By Michelle Morris 02/04/2025 Easter is a time of reflection Easter is a time of blessings Jesus died for...

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There is a teacher I know. Someone who walks into the classroom like he’s stepped into a memory, quiet and worn, yet still showing up. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, his voice carries more weight than volume. His words are deliberate, as if each one has been measured before release. There is...

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She will never tell a soul that she will die. She tells everyone, even the people closest to her, that what they found will be curable, at least mostly. Her brother, her friends, her boyfriend, and her extended family will be stuck with the lies until she takes her last breath. After she is gone....

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There is another girl I know. She loves to people-watch during the time she has to waste, and when she has no time at all. There is a girl that I know who rests her feet on a bench, with her knees tucked tightly to her chest. There is a girl that I know who...

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Hey God… It’s late. I don’t really know how to start this. Not a prayer, not exactly. Just a voicemail… in case I don’t get to say anything else. I’ve kept it quiet. No one knows that I won’t be here long. Not my mom, not my best friend, not him. They still talk about summer like I’ll be there. Like I’ll be fine. And I smile. Because it’s easier. I’m not angry. I’m...

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There is a teacher I know. Someone who walks into the classroom like he’s stepped into a memory, quiet and worn, yet still showing up. He doesn’t speak much, but when he does, his voice carries more weight than volume. His words are deliberate, as if each one has been measured before release. There is...

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Each time I see him, I see a clear reflection of myself. We function the same way. Slow to start. Easily lost. Reading the same line over and over and over until giving up feels easier than trying again. I know the feeling of not understanding what everyone else does. I know the feeling of...

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There's someone I know. Someone who probably doesn't know me. I seem to know him more than he knows himself. I know everything about him, and I know nothing at all. There's someone I know who has blind friends around him. Friends who laugh too loudly and speak without care. Unable to understand the difference...

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I heard your exciting news today A brand new baby on the way Congratulations to you and your man I’m so delighted to be a great gran Your mum is happy, she waited a while And ecstatic dad has a permanent smile But remember my dear this is not a toy It’s real live baby, girl or boy. Have you thought...

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Peggy had never been a fighter or a scrapper or such But she got tired of being teased by a bully named Hutch He called her names, and pulled her pigtails too This happened many days in a row, possibly twenty-two Peggy finally had had it; she gave him as good as he got. Punched him so hard, his nose...

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It's been a lifetime of endless wandering, Seldom seeking guidance from that above. Yet after 3 score and 7 years crawled by, Grace was delivered, and it was true love. This was surely God's plan, as all others fell short, But this one had endurance, both intense and strong. Just as repeated efforts from Cupid's empty quill, Never hit their target, falling...

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You're an Angel Heaven sent from above; what did I ever do to deserve you? You've given me unconditional love; something I doubted anyone could do. You are my world, my hope, my everything; conjoined soulmates; together, we are one. You taught me to listen to songbirds sing; and find the beauty in a setting sun. You are my conscience, my match in...

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we gave Claude a nod sent his poems to friends and God spoiled child and spared rod. Great things God has done we will always love His Son He is Holy one with God friends would share He and Son are quite a pair sins are hard to bare when we have great news each page read then we will use tickle and amuse...

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