Sweat Poems - Poems about Sweat

lazy bones, bound in poverty’s grip in a garden, where hesitation weeds grow~ filled with s t r a n g l e d d e l i c a c i e s… a recipe of wisdom, never tasted couched like a fly in an endless stupor… abandoned in...

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The Door of Uncertainty I stand at the door of uncertainty I have a difficult choice to make My sweaty palm grasps the handle My heart and the clock beat rapidly in sync Time is my enemy, she is relentless The ringing doorbell is a loud gong It echoes in my head urging me on Rivulets of salty water run down my face My...

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Will I be left here? My heart beats with fear, my nerves and sweat smear. Does he look at me, should I look to see? No, then hope might fade. I want plans I made to stay as dreams bade. This process is rude, hurts one’s attitude, shows no latitude … Has he eyed me yet? Man, my palms are wet. Wish I were all set. Please let...

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Memories First Platoon boards the Huey, sickly smell of sweat and death elbow to elbow we sit cramped in the narrow compartment hot, sticky air like a sauna grips us in its wet claws rotors spin, air rushes through the open doors but no relief is felt from the hot, breath of the dragon gnawing fear grips each man as...

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A wall of heat down on you bores enervates your every pore The fiery sun you implore ‘Who can take this anymore’ Your heart is deadened, your brain is fried ...

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Searching outside of myself Far and wide Looking into the eyes and souls of others Seeking answers Looking for my missing part Always sensing an absence Awakening one day with tears in my eyes A complete realization I had found my missing piece Or rather My missing piece had found me Silent warm tears streamed down my cheeks An inner heat grew in my belly My...

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Water builds in the ends of fingers and toes It’s always there first Rising, filling up, inching closer to the heart To the core of dreaded distant thoughts Like a water balloon Expanding, ready at a moments notice to pop. Pouring sickly sweat from each tiny hole that covers the body Gathering at your feet- A puddle A clear cut reflection A reason to drown. Sink...

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The tale of sweat The sun is sweating out from inception it will do so till it burns into ashes the moon shines because of the sun yet we love moon more than it father toils for us whole life we are frightened to face him mother feeds us with affection we love her more than him the lioness hunts for the whole family to...

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The Sweat of Thy Face When we were young, we were given a charge by the Almighty… “ Be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it.” ...

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Sweat and tears that rise, to the clouds above as mist, fall to me again....

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a crucial detail the key to the case slipped the attorney’s mind how could this happen to him now all by himself on the precipice of triumph ...

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Gone is the long day, filled with how and why ...

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Sweat bubbles on my skin thinking of you; My breathing quickens, you’re controlling my pulse; If you just scratch me and bite, leave your filthiest mark on me? I’ll follow you and do what you ask; There is not a thing I would rather do....

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In the world of code and creed, Heart and mind, a dualistic seed. Nights of work, days of strain, Drafts, redone, again, and again. Pixels blend with ancient thought, Ideas clash, are born, are fought. Screens aglow, a timeless quest, Soul meets tech, in earnest zest. Critics’ eyes, like hawks, they...

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Placed Second in : Four by four Poetry Contest Sponsored by Joseph May The Four...

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