Stalls Poems - Poems about Stalls

... In the ebb and flow of feelings that is the cycle of my life I seem to be caught in the spring of my emotions while winter stalls refusing to take its leave. Like a bad virus insisting to over......

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... Concrete river, a churning flow of steel and glass, a vein of the city, pumping life and noise and dust. Not just a road, but a story etched in asphalt, of dreams pursued, of deadlines c......

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...His hands are trembling, his gait a shuffle, sometimes his voice is no more than a muffle. His balance is off, he’s had many falls, sometimes to begin walking, there’s several stalls. Some days are......

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...In most of my verse, my simple aim is just sorta to enter tame. Then, once inside ~ go completely hog wild ~ showing no reserve, showing absolutely no shame. For example:...

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...I just commented on a school friends Facebook post (she likes to wish the world happy birthday in one go, so I nabbed it and put it in my pocket for December), she messaged me immediately to say she'......

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...The list of memories cast to recall, drifts and stalls in a frozen mist. The head lists as ears strain to hear any faint icy echoes lost in the glary glitter of ice crystals blocking their path, ......

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... {“The day I loved you was my homicide. The day I loved you I was petrified, the day I loved you I was humiliated of myself that I was indeed capable of it, the day I loved you the satellites in m......

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...A mothers love is like no other Through thick and thin They’ll be no other. Bites to the nipple Shat on the walls Puke in the stalls A mothers love is like no other Through thick and thin ......

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...My reflection, fragile and desperate face that gazes at me from the silence of the mirror, I despise you for the dark shadows you’ve planted in my soul without consent, You’ve brought a desperate v......

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...Post meditation, assimilation awaits; latent heat, keeps spirit upbeat. Soft petrichor earth exudes bubbling mirth, a heavenly scent, ensuring ascent. Mirroring a rose, love strikes a co......

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...How can mere information, lead to soul’s transformation? Heart is the sacred centre, where thought forms cannot enter. As the fragrance of a rose, metamorphose in repose, which requires but p......

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..."With every fiber of my being, my eyes glimpse at my whole life gone avail and unjust; the sacrifice mother had made before birth was certainly not enough, wish I had gone through the flames of Nor......

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...#Another_Pastor_viral Ancestors exchange grave turning with Christ, shame and tabooed, religion painted, men claiming and looting from the poorer, shaming and tainting the believe From calling t......

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...The wind blows The sun starts to show The sky is blue I start to put on my shoe The rain falls The thunder stalls The ground is wet There goes the jet The leaves fall The birds call The lea......

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...as long as the stars are shining the lord is my daily bread thus ask the lord for the shepherd's light to walk by faith and not by sight as long as the spirit moves me as long a......

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