Statue Poems - Poems about Statue

Keep caramel hope in your sweet heart Let it guide you despite days so dark The Statue of Liberty may shed a tear But we shall not be moved from here Salty smiles vile white wicked words Try to knock down what you heard Content of chocolate character on display Never mind the hate be you you’re great If you weren’t why...

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Unknown a wooden statue carved by unknown hands perhaps an E.T. worshipped by an ancient native tribe who witnessed unknown aliens ...

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Let me get out of New York Bags are packed Deportation fact It’s time to leave People of New York, don’t be deceived I stood for come and all It now is no more Leaving the New York City shore Enough is enough for sure Getting out while I can If I was deported, I would probably be sent to France Fat chance Hudson River is my...

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If you think about yourself, Your soul might fade away. This life loses meaning, drifting day by day. If your heart turns to stone, devoid of grace, Among the statues, you’ll find your place. A stone statue won’t warm the body’s core, It keeps living souls from coming to the door. Humans forget the good in a short time, But treachery, you...

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If a person only thinks of themselves, They lose the meaning of this life, like a dream. If your heart turns to stone, cold and unkind, Among the statues, you will surely be found. A stone statue does not warm the soul, It does not let a living being approach, at all. Mankind quickly forgets the good, But betrayal is something they...

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Ice statue of love Walk, walk in the ice land of Antarctica, just walk and walk Walk alone, walk here, and walk in many places before it Walk and walk, looking for something, can’t find anything So cold here, minus seventy degrees Celsius, oh it’s good. Walk and walk. A super light beam flashes! What happened? A huge snow explosion went...

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A statue is standing in the road. The center of town. Still, silent A stone. An outcast, watching the world around them. A silent spectator. Empty. Empty are the streets. Empty is the town, flooded with identical houses. Empty are the markets. The aisles of food. Empty are the complexes. Apartments galore. Empty are the woods. The nests and caves. Empty are...

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At the park, there’s a man built of black stone He stands shamed with an indifferent rifle that yawns at the sky His stallion is frozen in gallop, to be forever majestic In the sweltering day, the man stands In the shivering day, he finds no reprieve Lore tells; that an anchor dropped at the edge of the raven’s ocean And...

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his fluffy tail stands straight up like his ears when he sees me like a statue, he sits perfectly still I tiptoe away, so he can eat berries in peace he begins chasing his brother around tree...

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Unlike her eastern twin of the ocean, she’ll shed no tear for the lost and alone. No emotion for the wretched masses, because her heart shall be as hard as stone. In her fist she’ll carry no bright beacon, to call those huddled masses to her shore. She’ll tower above a locked iron gate, no golden path stretched out before her...

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gazing over land perched on abandoned fence outstretched eagle's wings...

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Or somewhere where we go when the birds we hope are guiding us Follow a path that’s been created with pure intentions When the birds are calling, find me following where the water goes It flows like running words through my mind If only I could find a way to make the words mimic the birds and fly...

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An angel of wood Facing his summer garden Of flowers and birds Which he grew from his own mouth Without a mind to observe ...

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Wrapped up as a present, delivered to a new home. Inside of its own wrap she wanted to be shown. She stands up there, proud of herself. She looks everywhere, to welcome the new future. Many people try to look inside of her, others, just take some pictures...

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Freddy Mercury's iconic pose captured forever London lost out on negotiations bronze statute now in Montreux Switzeland Home of Mountain Studios Where he recorded seven albums including Made in Heaven...

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