Shifted Poems - Poems about Shifted

Concepts I thought were imperative as a teen Uncalled for, superfluous items often unseen A mansion, movie star status and lots of money Not nearly as important as being called mommy and honey...

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I died on surgeons table Before surgeons knife sliced my chest Before anesthesia put me to rest I died in imagination as hopes die in fable Vivid thoughts ran amok Which new abode I will go, if I die What new way I will live, if I survive Mind clueless, thoughts at dead end fork Malfunctioning Valve plucked...

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A row of shops left abandoned People fled to towns Wooden planks left out of place Slits and holes penetrated through Small ferns growing wild Deep inside hollow and dark A home shifted A broken shop remained Everything has fell asleep Except the glory of the past The history of the past The bustling life of the past And the mourning of...

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A sunken face on all sides pale, As the owner’s head keep supporting a pail, Then, to the also saddled younger, He flung a suffocating order: That he his own suppressive load take over, And if he so wished bear it forever, But must not any bitter tale, Dare to their daddy tell, About a sudden disgraceful inability, Or a shifted responsibility, As all hearers...

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Something shifted, in invisible space Happening fortuitous, by Gods grace Magnetic pulse from our palms transmitted Energy divine, never abated Outpouring gently, at an easy pace Vibrant with bliss, its origin we trace To the cave of our heart, our home, our base Small miracles thus, mindfully detected Something shifted Enlivened by bliss divine, face to face Tranquil and content, no puzzles...

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the weather report predicted hectic thunder storms oil jackets and umbrellas for all the stars in the show stages were empty though except for a curtain raiser who had failed to seek her measly social security grant not exactly a win win situation but equal opportunities celebries to shine without script or gambling predictions the betting shops were closed because it...

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Youth Fled Away, Time Has Shifted Youth fled away, time has shifted that cumbersome dark veil lifted With more Light, my eyes can now see that lost lad hiding within me. Years bring wisdom if one lets it so pay heed, do not forget it Temptation says, let us do that for risking is where cool is at. Yet what else can human life...

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