Standstill Poems - Poems about Standstill

And when you think of forgiveness, let time come to a standstill, Do not rush to seek foreign faces in the mists of the past, Think of yourself as a garden waiting to bloom. Forgive yourself for the dreams that did not take flight under your sky, For the beginnings that never knew an end, For the shadows you carried,...

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creamiest bouquet white daisies touched by red sun in aged day's glow marvelous mauve walls tell stories of sun's passing birds whistle blithely glass lake reveals moon that's peeping at the window raising dark drama plum shadows, fireflies pink sun's travels never cease blue butterflies sleep ...

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walking on this pathway happy to be surrounded by mystery the birds point me in the right direction the squirrels assist, but act mischievous as usual the breeze is welcoming the skies are perfectly blue the sun is in a mellow mood at the end of the pathway is the bluest water that i have never seen it must feel good to afford...

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Thinking of you The world outside Waiting for the lockdown To be lifted The lonely moon, The stars and the clouds Know my hearts Yesterday suddenly everything Come to a standstill Less night back man Less morning jogger Less cars and pedestrians Less hustles and bustles But lights and humps Can never block us Going out is a song Singing rhythms of life Road is a river Flowing out...

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Have a great birthday, dear Syril, The day of judgment is so close; Life will be brought to a standstill, There will be no more highs and lows. Topic: Birthday of Syril Monica DR. Aviles (March 28)...

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all noise comes to a crashing halt stifled by the sound of silence. it is not a boom. it is not a bang. it is a dive downward into nothingness. the feeling in the pit of your stomach at the fall on the edge of a waterslide. the cars propelled forward at breakneck speed slam into a brick wall that isn’t...

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I do not pick up a canvas because I am bereft. I am idea-less. My good paintings are done. Why would I want to waste time on bad paintings? I have not even liked the last two at all. They took me over three weeks, and I hate them. I look for a redeeming quality, and it is not there. I...

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The time was standstill somewhere, There were only two eyes and two chairs There was a pulse and two people For a while, everything was hanging. And they were neither top nor down; The music stream was flowing around- The sound was moderate and in a tranquil, They were sitting at a coffee shop. The wind was silent, The birds...

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A moment comes, A life turns, Like a knife it turns, So deep to hold So intense like a smashed cork in the eye A hit that drains smiles A feeling of shiver on winter A time comes that one opts for a rest. That better could life pile the file That a nonstop sleep could do better When it takes a new path Showing a...

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In a spectre of will My thoughts stand still In the cacophony of lies My eyes were never blind In the deceit of the living My ears doubt in believing In the loss of another I will never falter For I think, and I know For I breathe, and still breathing in tow For I see, and my suspicions accurate All caution from what was...

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sitting in the dark while a relaxing groove plays easing all of me.......

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Strangely bent this journey extends Surreal at times, yet so real at ends Each end confronts with a hardship of choices With an abrupt passing, or an eternity of voices... You and I, once on similar trends Like brothers, we traversed all evil impends The wheels then turned, unleashed worst of fears We parted asunder on an ocean of tears Through fallen decades,...

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It tears my heart to see where you're heading I can feel you lying to my face You're not the same girl I once knew I don't know how much longer I can stand to be around I put myself in so much agony as we sit there in lies It's there in black and white yet you turn the...

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standstill the memories of that lover who was once and foremost my friend the tears of joy that they to me still send the journey that they failed to take all for the price of following their heart, the difference it would have made we are friends to this day caught in a standstill no longer with anyone to be i pray the...

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My hate filled life, Is at a bloody standstill, I can no longer think....

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