Stumbling Poems - Poems about Stumbling

traversing a feeling is like a drunk walk home not very appealing my words mix like loam stumbling through silence each thought’s a misstep I’m haunted by shadows by things left unsaid the weight of my doubts clings close like a shroud wishing for courage to speak out loud. but here in the quiet, my heart’s not alone, I hope you don’t hate me for things I’ve not shown....

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Everyone is like that Looking for happiness Hope for peace, strength and sufficiency Should grow up, be mature, be mindful Telling myself to try to live well. Entering life, stumbling is better enough Just realized, living a good life is not easy Be yourself, focus on the go The whole world is a strawberry pond Already a boat must accept the float....

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never really liked the way I stumble stumble, stumble stumble and stumble where’s the song we used to stumble over the words because at least i could enjoy the jumping and stumbling of the tape it was a red van, not a white one so we always knew it was him who was giving the good kind of candy, and not type that...

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You only stumble if you take your eyes off the path...

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INTERNATIONAL!! Criminals a'caught here.? Send masks to cover faeces.)...

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How quickly I became intoxicated from the salt I'd tasted around the rim of the crystal chalice he filled for me with ambrosia kisses as shadows fell. A spell was cast on this dark bewitching night, beneath the torches of burning stars. I drank deeply until overcome with desire, shivered when I felt an icy hand invade my soul. Fear was a...

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Dog stumbles on steps old age...

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I hate that what I want to say Wants to come out two different ways. “Have a good day”, “thank you for the compliment” Have a thank day. …what did I say? Is that what I meant? Stumble and bumble when my lips won’t work Sounding dumb, seeming stupid, seeing a smirk. That’s why it’s on my...

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Those that praise my pen too far and quick, Innocent but perhaps make me weak. Those that scraps and crumbs about me keep, Slights and snubs of theirs do make me sick. Journey’s end— end of all juice we sip, Thanks Lord, ways of life winding to keep. Willingly whose shoulders bear huge load, Repeated rounds on...

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You have to forgive me Been in the hospital For 3 days now With mi amor Who has been In a month white uniforms Calm colors familiar I almost forgot I Step on new ground each day Antiseptic smell Broken by humanity When what is taken To relieve pain Causes another This day we should Have flown out Caught a wind gust Soared high Above streets Yet remain another day You have to forgive...

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I stumble pajamaed, half asleep toward the object of my desire. in memory, it calls to me, of passionate pleasures experienced prior. The morning's night is the consummate time for secret rendezvous discrete. With ninjaly sneak I arrive at the door - my illicit joy within reach. But to my horror I find the pizza gone - again, my...

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When artificial intelligence realises its not what dreams are yet to come...

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Twas the night before Christmas; As Mrs. Klaus was washing dinner dishes; Santa is at the workshop; He’s got a cold, sucking on cough-drop; While walking through the snow; Frozen his left foot pinky-toe; Had too much cough syrup; Was so dizzy leaving fell on reindeer stirrups? Up see, daisy Santa what process ya… To be stumble fall Newton’s second law (ha ha); Swollen, fatten...

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Stumbling Blocks Written: by Miracle Man 8/6/2019 The way each lives his life, to another conveys It isn’t always about saying, but rather what we do. Many live like the Devil, while giving God praise, A hindrance to others, as their sins accrue. One picture is far more than what we’re saying, Because pictures are usually seen to be fact. Without considering the soul...

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To everyone's discombobulation, anarchy and pain are given free rein. Liberty is losing its foundation; from Russia's attack, Ukraine's pushing back. Every government official seems corrupt, deep pocketed lobbyists pay to disrupt. Liberty is stumbling! Global warming gets touted as fake news. Oceans are rising that's not surprising; ecologists seek help; the rich refuse. Money is their king, Nature's their plaything. Big business steals a generation's dreams, promising paradise while polluting...

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