Stop Poems - Poems about Stop

In the mystery of the universe, where mortal hands cannot stop the fall of flowers, tears gather like pearls on the petals of destiny, without defying the law of time, for what must be, shall be, like the twilight that bows before the night, and the stars, in a trembling choir, bow to the dusk with grace and...

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Standing on a rusted platform, I look towards the looming, tarnished steel clock, Ticking away my final moments of existence. Oceanic eyes swell with liquid salinity As a hollowing whistle booms in the close distance. The scent of petrol mingles with midnight paranoia. Placing a shaking hand upon my vibrating chest, I can detect the trembling of a trepidatious heart, Whilst the monstrous...

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a bobble hat fellow rumbles along sharp turns behind me - hello - but reaches up to the wall grabs an apple 80 percent intact and hobbles away again a few seconds later he's back again turns behind me, bends low and picks up the soggy, abandoned box of donuts two inside remaining successful mission he wobbles away...

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I cannot stop loving you And I do not know why It seems that every other day You break my heart and I cry All that I have ever wanted Is to love you and only you Now it seems that won't happen Tell me what am I supposed to do My heart longs for...

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Stop the moment, dear, I implore you, for time flows like a relentless river, My soul with you is like a petal opening under the gentle morning sun, Your sweet voice enchants me, a song echoing like times of golden years, And I still live the moment as once before, when love was an endless dance under the...

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Q Because of my relentless and persistent 'wool gathering' were Satan's demons actively plotting 'to put me out commission due to my willful acts of disobedience? A Yes Q Did God reveal their plan to my home-care worker and did she reveal them ...

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after Because I could not stop for Death, by Emily Dickinson Because I would not stop for Death, he kindly stopped for me. A wilted bouquet in one hand— a reminder of life's mortality. We began to walk—he knew no haste— side by side, as we always were. In silence, no sympathies were spoken, as he knew I often preferred. We passed the house...

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stop feeding your puppy people food, the vet said. My husband and I are both worthy liars; we agree. Neither of us planning to keeping to this promise. Our puppy loves people food. Today I sneaked him pepper jack cheese, eggs, tomatoes and corn chips. I saw my husband throw him salami, bacon and ham. And it is not yet two...

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I am unsure when I stopped trying to please everyone else at my own expense When I was young I had a need to be liked by everyone I did whatever I could to get them go beyond mere approval Was I in my thirties when I stopped this? I am not sure But I know why I stopped it. Some...

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Stop the War Stop the war — we cry to every sky, Where smoke replaces stars and children die. From Gaza’s grief to Iran’s silent screams, The world is choking on abandoned dreams. O Israel, lay down your wrathful hand, No justice blooms in blood-soaked sand. No future rises on a shattered wall, When vengeance is the only call. And you, O powers...

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The last stop Of any Journey Is the first stop Into the Unknown ...

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Under the mistletoe With a kindling smile Reflected by the candle's halo Her flirtatious attitude Solo dancing the...

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When we die, we ascend Stop playing with me. You chasing trends, I’m chasing Him Stop playing with me. You believe in yourself? Amen? Stop playing with me. You manifest, I kneel to pray. Two roads diverged guess which way? Stop playing with me. We in 2025 because of His birth, Time split in half when He touched Earth Stop playing with me. You need proof? I see it...

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Stop waiting for the world to love you, for it never owed you that, Do you think you'll feel worthy if you win, accumulate, and prove enough? That shame will vanish one morning, that the mirror will smile instead of frown? Let me tell you something true: you're chasing ghosts with heavy chains on your ankles, We're taught that...

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After all of this time it is a piece of art So many wise and talented people knew what to do What keys to press to create a masterpiece Please do not just look at the typewriter as a book stop Give it all of the respect it deserves After all the book you are reading may have been...

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