Short No Turning Back Poems
Short No Turning Back Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about No Turning Back by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about No Turning Back by length and keyword.
on the right track
the pass on the rack
the cards or stack
i know that
here's way its at
this is a fact
there's
NO TURNING BACK
we’re crossing that line again
there will be no turning back
emotions so tangible
we’re starting anew
08/05/2011
the blue of your eyes
carries me away to a fantasy land
where there's no turning back
AP: 1st place 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
Rubicon Crossing
I stand on the bank
looking at the deep water
old love behind me
new life on the other side
once I cross no turning back
we came to far
to get where we are
those sit in a bar
and have plan
stop stop our success band
can be can
its a fact
THERE' NO
TURNING BACK
Some had there chance
For them was bad. Dance
Hope was ature vote
Fight was no joke
Now that we,re back on the rack
That's a fact
No
Turning Back
His bedroom, tossed sheets - she mussed her hair, snapped selfie
posting everywhere, she knew there was no turning back
Pillow Note: Lie to her now, not me
to make change
not a easy thing
we came a long way
get where we are to day
its a fact
no turning back
to make life a soft cushing
we must
KEPT PUSHING
Technology has reached the jungle.
Too late ~ there is no turning back.
Ain't no stopping this devolution.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2026
every day
you move forward
closer to the end
wishing, wanting, waiting
along the way
there is no turning back
take your time
open your eyes
and enjoy the trip
Feeling the steel slip thru flesh
The event horizon reached
There can be no turning back for you
The threshold has been breached
So now it's fade to black my friend
And the final sweet release
1st time, you got fooled
2nd time, you were foolish
3rd time, you are a fool
4th time, you're a damned fool.
5th time; No turning back;
A stupid fool forever!
What kind of fool are you?
Recently turned 81, no turning back now
Been sent out to pasture, along with the cows
When I graze, I get sore
Bending over's a chore
But the “grass” we devour is addictive and how
Will be 81 next week, no turning back now
Been sent out to pasture, along with the cows
When I graze, I get sore
Bending over's a chore
But the “grass” we devour is addictive and how
some or light look white
some or brown big and round
its a fact get heads on the rack
no turning back
they have the tools
and well school
doing with there on grove
around the world
black girls on the move
Just turned 81 last week, no turning back now
Been sent out to pasture, along with the cows
When I graze, I get sore
Bending over's a chore
But the “grass” we devour is addictive and how
Amounts
In the end
To equal
No value
Time spent
Energy exuded
Exchanges made
Nothing matters
nothing What so ever
Once one has moved
Past another there is
No turning back of the
Hands of time
Tears for Fears: "Welcome to your life, there's no turning back..."
Limited in it's supply,
Imagination gets us by,
Finding time to wonder why,
Eventually, everyone says, goodbye...
Oops
I fell for it
I spoke too soon
I said too much
I'm hooked
I took the bait
Now my life takes a 180°
and there's no turning back
AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2025
THE TIDE CAME IN
SWIFT AND FURIOUS
BESIDE US
THE OCEAN
CARRIED YOU AWAY
A WAVE OF SADNESS
THE MOON
PULLING YOU FURTHER
BLACK AS NIGHT
COVERED IN ASH
YOU LEFT WITH MY HEART
THIS TIME
THERE IS NO TURNING BACK.
the last bullet was thrown too
hope is far away now
the last lake was dry too
there is no turning back now
the last feather fell too
fly is a dream now
everyone was witness to everything
there is nobody left now
In my mind they want to go, Oh these people just do not know, Some of my thoughts freely do flow, Crazy and random out of their row, I feel it as it seems to grow, No turning back I feel like Poe, Well hello on with the show
Disguised as a horse,
Walked the rim of the track
Stepping onto the hippodrome
There was no turning back
Zeus, piqued by this folly
Turned proud steed into donkey
At the wire annoyed spectators
Might think him an ass?
women are capricious
one moment for a song
they give their heart
buying into the illusion
once the delusion shattered
it's all gone with the wind
and no turning back
the fickle hands of time
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
chaos ensured
no turning back now
nefarious plans sing out for my demise
wish I could turn back now
destruction everywhere
no point wishing for the past
for that's not how time works
but you know what, I think I might just survive
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