Statements Poems - Poems about Statements

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I’m tired of influencers faking nervousness. my generation wants to care less these days. it’s a counter-current hack. we want to be less defined. we can search and reflect for ourselves. we’re sick of the emotion that’s all over everyone’s faces, the unsightly splotches of opinion. the entire election machine, the process of getting there, is smudged. It’s a curated mess, an advising spin, an incomprehensible hex: “Oh...

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Teaching I statements is worthwhile you do not start with a pointing finger Or a mean look An I statement is not an accusation It is an expression of your feelings I felt sad when…. I felt upset when…. I felt disappointed when.... Expressing your feelings does not put people on the defensive So much better than pointing fingers, angry looks or nasty accusations. “You...

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Zambezi's strength rules who can harness our river? electricity from water? Nyami, Nyami Kariba Dam damaged by six decades of water the Tonga tribes celebrate Nyami, Nyami May 10, 2022 Joseph May's contest on Naani. Two naani of 24 syllables each current statements about currents When the Kariba Dam was built on the Zambezi, the Tonga people had doubts. The dam was built on gneiss and quartzite and...

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If we reduced most mission statements to just one word, There would be no need to use a sword, To get a company to keep their word, As reducing mission statements to just one word, Makes it easy to spread that word. Accountability would be a good one, Accessibility could be another one, Reliability could be my favourite one, Adaptability my second one, My...

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The bonds that unite poets are stronger than the cables that tie the ship to the pier... You poetess that you offer me your beauty, that you offer me the best of you... that you pour yourself drop by drop in me, you who flow your feelings in my chest, you who confess. secrete to my ears into my soul... What are we then? We are brothers,...

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This world is only flat as I could wish for it to be. All wishes come from hungry hearts as mine. Curves I visit bring a noise of motion. Unexpected joy and wonder found in every moment leave me breathless in returning to my mirrored soul. My flatness and my curve alike a twinkling others see. Radiant eyes that recognize no...

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We wash our hands twenty times a day Singing Happy Birthday twice, all the way Scrub down our whole home Don gloves when we roam Hoard TP in all colors except gray... But now that's passe, it's masks we must wear Some are elegant, though what do we care Our fam'ly looks cool At work...

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Statements are the treats To the spoken, But to the intended; They still might ill-treat. The Dreamer still dreams-day dreams To find his passion In his day, But realizes at nights That he spends his time in nothingness. The Merchant says, Where and when forth you get me my love There and then forth I make you not my slave Where and when forth you...

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on a soapbox constantly yelling black and white statements concerning what one should do to be considered normal became an unhealthy ritual among the two repellent souls brought together by chance long ago in a land far far away...

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i've had it up to here dear for i fear the rear end of the deal makes me feel so surreal that i kneel and repeat which makes me sink to my feet when i meet the one sitting in the seat previously defeated by the one who had been repeated on another shift when...

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The yellow metal protecting the unborn will catapult to outrageous heights. * Sky confronts the Mars in improvisation. On earth, the dead were lying side by side. * Ah, the mercy killing of oneself. Out of compassion or taking a revenge ? Satish Verma...

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Statements With hesitation, trepidation, caution, I dance softly to the music, the sounds of interrelationships, step lightly upon the dance floor of relationships, of commitment, - that dance of souls to different drummers that doth rent – as we try to absorb the beat, slowly moving our feet across that swinging suspension bridge, minds to meet as we traverse the gorges,...

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I hate being asked to write about hate. There has been too much abhorrence to date. How is it that many people relate? Perhaps love and compassion have lost gait. I hate being asked to write about hate. Contentious poetry seems to mutilate The souls of the righteous sometimes vacate. Participation in hate can deflate – I hate being asked to write about...

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Some fellers like to make fashion statements with their dress, But I'm a rather conservative dude (much to my wife's distress!). I'm fine with loafers, button-down collars and pleated slacks. I'm not taken with tailor-mades, I prefer to buy off the racks! Some dudes make a statement with the T-shirts they wear, Sharin' their philosophies with others (who don't really...

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