Solo Poems - Poems about Solo

songer.co/songs/d13xwglmtpey1ifgc5pvm4kc [Verse 1] Remember meeting on a whim, First night stars in the dim, Loving me, forgetting him, It felt like lyrics from heaven, a sweet hymn. Those early days, all together, Made me light as a feather, No way on earth to deny, How you made me so high. Every cloud above knew my name, Now I’m wrapped in this pain, Wishing for those days, driving...

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I was always on my own even when i was deserted by you for months, your silence haunted me and a battle continued to rage in my heart as i set out to seek the answers- "are you there? are you alive?" that futile simmer turned gray which was meant to be full of love i held meetings in my mind my heart was...

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Am I wrong? Always drifting left when the world turns right, Like a compass drawn to storms instead of light. Am I wrong? For trusting the beat of my own internal song, Even if silence is the chorus all along. I move to the rhythm only I hear, Not chasing thrill rides...

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Welo and Shewa and the Opals of the Region Darkwin Clouds damped the outdoor festivities leading the onlookers to go indoors. There these to beautiful women stood modeling there wears there beautiful bodies and jewelry. She adored the unquietness of the marbling it was crafted to gain such attention it was a wonderfully brilliant it's shine attracted those who loved such it became overly...

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Yesterday filled my cup Tonight I go solo Today I refill my soul Just me and myself Self-care is today’s business Recharging my spent innards Tomorrow back into the wild Next week back to the pile Never alone with faith Just me and my God I need today to face tomorrow Future requires loving the present ...

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"The Wreath of Chives" is believed to originate from ...

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Eating a burger. Lettuce falls out. A week likes to be that way. The sky is like a funeral. Uncomfortable. Gripping the arm rests. On this rocket ship. I live alone. I have a bag of clothes that I don’t wear much. That I used to wear sometimes. Means a lot to me. That old...

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what glows? who knows? fortune deleted K(afka) coughs it pains me/he/we (hehehe) Goodbye/Hello: poetry a Thesis just another YouTube video stuck in profound rain smirking in beguiling glasses smoking a chamomile cigar How sweet it is (was?)! dangerous road conditions misfortune detected K(afka) croaks Where's his (my) Oscar? Hello friends! Failure is the only option Hello/Goodbye: poetry in the House of Antithesis Hell needs help sticking to shticks in the rain mostly cloudy Goodnight & good luck Saturday...

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Dawn’s come again Bringing rain by me I see a friend Now wand’ring free I see again A sun so gold Nothing can mend This sorrow never sold Coming once again A dark so deep Away cannot send The darkness of sleep...

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Here are Glenn Hughes solo albums with my insights… Play Me Out (1977) - His first and most awesomeness L.A. Blues Authority Volume II: Glenn Hughes – Blues (1993) - An album to rock out to From Now On... (1994) - Now this music is epic Feel (1995) - Touches the soul Addiction (1996) - A heaviness to be felt...

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Alex Honnold free soloed up Half Dome I watched the video from the comfort of my home I marveled at Catherine Destivelle, when Verdon's edge she trod, But in New Haven, East Rock lures the unskilled clod. That rock was made before the continents split Dinosaurs once munched the plants that grew on top of it Fast forward time's tape 200...

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Living a simple life with little distraction...

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Today the sun has hidden Its warmth in the foggy mist A clever way to fool humans And creatures that it is going to rain Humidity rises but still it’s gray And dry a nonessential creation The trees leaves are inverted Waiting for showers of water To no avail the skies are dry The flowers petals are closed Begging for an eruption...

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Wasted sunsets, when the sun comes down she will not find me there ...

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Per chi e' solo e non ama, ci saranno solo giorni cosi' lunghi e grigi; e' tanto facile comprendere la sua noia, perche' io ero uno di loro, cercando i sorrisi, togliendoli ai piu' felici: forse era invidia! E' non tanto facile capire la mia nioa, la persita della mia liberta' e non esplorare l'estasi, non essere felice cantando una melodia! Per chi...

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