Talk Poems - Poems about Talk

Lord, nobody loves me like you do. Only you know what I'm going through. In You only I place my trust. My mind's saying no, I tell it I must! You Lord are the One who created me. And it is You only that can set me free. Please forgive me for my sins. Grant me victory from within. Tell me Lord what...

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I asked the moon how I could stop loving. She, with a mocking glow, looked at me, and without compassion, smiled. —"What are you saying, foolish boy? Don't ask questions that already have answers."...

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Sprocket, .... Talk, It; Sound's Field's Move! Every Strength Of Fields; ...

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Talk and Walk “In the forest. You love ancient life,” said Satan. “Magnetized. Yes, magnetized,“ I answered. “Sure. You are magnetized by old life,” said Satan. “So good to meet with you again, Master,” I greeted Satan. “Let us go walk into your loved woods,“ Said Satan. “ So ancient. Oldest than life. Hoary. Eternal,” I answered Satan. “Best place to meet...

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If Walls Could Talk By Alice Maraglia I often wondered...

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Friends, sometimes you feel like there's no one to talk to, that there isn't a place where you can shout into the void without being heard, so I've created one for you, a space where silence becomes an echo. Completely anonymous, like a shadow walking on the edge of the night, nothing will be posted here, no word will...

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I talk to the trees and they listen to me I whisper sweet nothings they renew the air I breathe I talk to the trees tho' they don't respond beats speaking to myself in the back of beyond I talk to the trees tho' they never reply my words go unanswered don't ask them why I talk to the trees tho' they have little to say so the men...

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Father may I walk with you? I need to spend more time. I miss the tearful mornings with you, And the Great Peace! you give my mind. My selfish desires just pull me away, But eventually it's you I miss! My Creator and Lover of my soul, And the sweetness of your kiss! Then there are the special times, When you speak to me...

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An old clock ticks in the background Never quite sure of what time it is Yet steadfastly sure it is right at least twice a day It will not tell you your blood pressure Nor will it count your footsteps Or find you the nearest Starbucks Its gears will eventually wear down Softly lose their edginess Its ticks become a fading whisper It will...

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Dragging my pen along the walls of the well, The ink of meaningful words runs dry, Blind to who you've become, and serving only to dampen empty sockets, The misty drops of moments lost become the meaningless tears I cry, And the blink of the eyeless is, likewise, frivolous nictation, For it was yesterday upon them your image permanently seared, And...

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I feel a surge of happiness in me. My mood today uplifted. Because I chose to make God first-focus, My mindset has already shifted. Bursting with joy, happy as can be. Because hope in my God blooms inside of me. I feel the flaring of His joy, Floodings my heart, body and soul. His joy engulfs my human mind. And it's completely taking...

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"Pretty clouds filled with water, then it rains down." By Poet I love to sit and watch the clouds, as they dance across the big blue sky. If I watch and wait what will I see, animals like a zoo walking by. One day I ask a big bright white cloud, where are you going? I was shocked when it answered back, off...

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I value human life and love I value the beauty it brings The birth craze exceptional to me I like the blooming like a flower Not the fading and waning of it It deserve to be recognized well No one knows what is tomorrow I celebrate my birthday simply be Not summing up what's the results What I like is the meet and talk Life...

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It’s not on skin, but somewhere deeper— buried beneath smiles we rehearse in mirrors. A silent bruise, left by words never said, moments never shared, goodbyes that came too early. It lingers in quiet rooms, echoes in familiar songs, tugs at your heart when...

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Somedays Loneliness comes alone Other days with her twin sister As Emptiness she used to be known They both sit back and talk in whispers And they’re invisible, that’s the major nuisance So you can’t say to them off you go And they can’t stop talking their nonsence About the good old times they used to know And they joke and laugh in...

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