Steer Poems - Poems about Steer

Your fiancé is waiting for you, adorned in fashion. Is seeing your enemy green with envy your sole passion? In a silly show-off of your skill, you've hurt your head. Do you think your sweetheart would applaud your foolish bloodshed? If you can't see the bikers, trucks, and signals, side by side Won't your bride evince her pride in...

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call me Robinson Crusoe steer me toward my own island in the Pacific, let me be myself one with nature let me enjoy her balmy ideas release me to summer...

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"What is life but a succession of preludes to unwritten words . . . " Quote by_Constance La France The creative urge of our vibrant soul articulates poetry when it heeds pulse of divine consciousness we extol. Navigating life to fulfil our role, without any doubt love magnetism leads the creative urge of our vibrant soul. To rise from limitation and feel whole, drawn...

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Steer free and clear by a bajillion miles... the warning words website not secure nearly left writer of these words piss poor. usually linkedin with *********** websites lest ye find yourself in the maws of hackers. generalization utilized to communicate actual online experience that occurred Wednesday (August 24th, 2022), while i unwittingly in the shower lathering up my hair, which inter lude of...

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Let love throbs steer, our each impulse Presence of God draws near No feral instincts to repulse All souls one, all are dear Fear mirrors dark desire Let go, for God aspire Vibrant, aglow, afire Jettison fear Let love throbs steer 25-December-2021 Quietus ...

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Tho! The circumstances steer, toward second chances being real Have no fear, He is near Though things seem to be self-imposed There’s no need to be ignored Be not afraid of the noise Let go of the circus give the monkey back Smell the flowers don’t give them back Tho! The circumstances steer, toward second chances being real Have no fear, He is...

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This is Bart J. Connell from Channel KVIT NEWS RADIO Here is the forecast today over in KoKoMo. It will be raining cats and tigers out of the north. You might also expect some dog hail and so forth. I blink my eyes and look at my clock radio. What is it saying? What about KoKoMo? Can you repeat that? I...

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Living on a farm is never boring There are cows to milk, bulls, steers, calves to feed Pigs to slop and chickens to peck the dust With guineas moving around, exploring Chasing turkeys through the musical lead Dance must Enlightening their lives through adventures Naught is as soothing a silence, a must Ensuring life brings contentment, indeed Knowing we will learn from misadventures God’s just The...

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It was deep dark, silence roaming outside if I couldn't see and hear, it is myself to chide the urge within pushed my fright aside time to open the gates of my soul wide. My journeys I used to have on my own seeking sheer thrill in my serene zone for what I painfully miss, I strive to atone thriving when...

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Steer Clear Unsure of my journey But know where I am going Even tho my brain is storming Discovering new things while, Unfolding my fears Sitting and waiting as the fog clears Covered in a mask, While gripping my flask, Trying to face the unknown. Transformed into a goon, But still I assume while Sitting and waiting as...

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Hide away in fear, For the dead begin their reign. Try to escape and they think they are in the clear, But according to the girl that is like a megaphone, this is only the start of pain. Fight away through the fear, No more hiding, there’s no choice, Even if a sugar rush may cheer, The wilted flower speaks the hard...

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Blowout Flat Tire At the Cemetery Steer Clear While on the corner of the street I adhered A injured open wounded possum peers Running back and forth so unclear A loud bang I almost crash seems I have a flat tire I jacked up my Jeep Wagoneer Of which my blow out seemed so severe It's the dead of night it's a...

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UNSUPPORTED CODE Truthward Steer UNSUPPORTED CODE Who knows the right and wrong of foreign wars with truth so hid that none can tell the cause? For fact and fiction come in strange disguise. God’s truth for one is for another lies. Each land should go its people’s chosen way and we, till clear, a cautious distance stay. The world is now a complex game...

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In fake urbanity, somewhere we lost our humanity, Respect and care for others, is turning to a formality, In reality, we are being trounced by the mundanity, Our morality is now diminishing; it bears no vitality. Profanity pooled with inanity will lead us to insanity, ...

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Kieran is a former pupil of Beath High, In the region of Fife, a Scottish pride, He attended a sports day hosted by, Disability Sport Fife, boccia to be bride. Born on 21st July 1995, Crossgates, He works extremely hard each day, In home exercises, in gym weights, In hydro and also in physiotherapy. He went...

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