Small Poems - Poems about Small

Garage door opener Ice cream carton Pencil, erasers, pencil sharpener Magazines Tv remote Gummie pills Magic markers Towel Black sock Gray sandal Sketch pad Twinkie wrapper Snickers bar Kleenexes Washrag Comb Tape measure Scissors Toenail clippers Green hoodie Small table inside my front door...

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In rooms where futures are decided, old men argued about small voices, children who had been silenced for a thousand years. "Should we teach them in English, the language of their masters? Or let them speak in their grandmother's tongue?" One truth burned bright: every word they chose would echo in ten million hearts. They decided: Let the Kannada child dream in Kannada first, let the Tamil child sing Tamil...

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Don’t Worry About The Small Things Life is too short to worry. Burdens are exhausting. Always stressed. Water under the bridge. We all have problems. We are consumed. Life can be overwhelming. Even the small things. Not knowing. Leave your worries behind. Do you trust in him? Do you ever look above? Sometimes, wonder. We...

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I dig the blade into my skin I don’t get why it’s such a sin. People drink until they drown Until they can’t hear a sound People smoke until they’re high Until they think they’re in the sky People avoid until there’s nothing Until the pain starts numbing What’s wrong with a couple small scars? How much different are they really from bars...

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I spied an ant beneath a kitchen sink and I remembered as he made me think about that steely silent battle of wills, under a wee mushroom, below its gills, when I was a hopeful, contending drone competing for the queen upon her throne. ...

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Start off small and slow. Just never make me so low. Look forward again To when you will make me glow. Please accept the love I show....

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I decided to leave small battles for small fighters: I stopped fighting those who gossiped about me I have stopped fighting with my relatives I stopped fighting for love and attention I've stopped fighting for my rights in rallies I stopped fighting to please everyone I left this fight to those who have nothing to fight for anymore I began to fight...

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You are never too small to make a difference, carries a powerful message, emphasizing that individual actions, regardless of scale, can have a significant impact—The Warriors ...

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2 Small Copper Coins Under the sun, an old lady stood in line. She had to wait her turn, she didn’t mind. She was alone with not much to say. She was a poor widow that never complained. In front of the line stood the rich giving very little. I like this verse because it...

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All things felt, both sharp and sweet, All creatures with their varying beat, All moments dark or filled with light, The Lord God made them all aright. The joy that springs at morning's birth, The echoing peals of carefree mirth, The heart's delight, a bubbling glee, This is willed by the Almighty. The sorrow deep, a tear that falls, The heavy heart that grief...

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The world is a small rural village. Each nation is a household Sometimes one runs out of salt but never worries for a neighbour will offer expecting nothing in return. Communal hands Clear each other's farms. When pests strike one, the rest respond because no rain ever falls on just one roof. Children are raised by the village whether born of wealth or want. Every father...

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The quiet in the house is a different kind of quiet now. Not the hush of sleep, or the stillness before a game. It’s a heavy blanket, smothering the corners where her laughter used to bloom, where her humming filled the kitchen like a warm, familiar song. Austin Kyle, the older one, tries to be the man. His small shoulders...

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Just keep trying Slowly, do it everyday Every moment is always a good day The splendor of the sun Is the nature of a new day The caterpillar walk inch by inch Slowly arrive its destination Just think big, act in small....

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What does it cost to let a soul bloom and grow, But love and sincerity, my dear fellow? Like a gentle smile on a passing face, Wrapping me like a warm embrace. A soothing hand on my shaking one, Its warmth still lingers though all is gone. A shared laugh in the storm we face, As the gloom fades without a trace. "You...

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My lady friend and I sit on stumps. When she sings she rings the woods with a monarch's butterfly wings. A crowd of bikers on foot as hikers in thick with woods unsaddles moods. Old ladies end up mothering their men with woodsy mugs. Men spot us and stop smothering their ladies with bear hugs. Sweat rolls off of one of them; he's guzzling down a beer. As...

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