Tell Poems - Poems about Tell

"A Cemetery Can Take Your Breath Away. Watch Out Where You Walk." By Poet When I travel I love taking photos, of cemeteries and of a pretty rose. Sometimes the picture gets my painted toes, or maybe even my nose. On one trip I took a long flight, when looking at my photos I saw a bright light. Taken in the daytime...

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Tell me words are red And I'll tell of the lives We lose everyday in the middle east Of the lives in danger in Northern Nigeria The Sahel, Ukraine, Russian and Syria. Tell me words are white And I'll tell you how a world of peace is I will tell you how you go to bed at ease And how deeply...

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“I want what they have.” and “When is it my turn?” “Waiting on Prince Charming” I’m wondering when they’ll learn You can wait for Fairy Godmother To turn your mice all into men But just remember, tale’s not over When the paper reads “The End.” Cindy-Cindy Relly Did you see what’s on the tele? Broken hearts, and slippers shattered Broken record, same old pattern Boy meets...

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I do not live in Missouri But I want to be shown Those who are in a hurry Often give facts overblown I cannot be told to believe in this or that My experiences are vast, decidedly phat I will make up my own mind if you please Some of the stuff I read is gleaned out of cottage cheese...

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Yesterday I forgot how to fly. I went to take off and the sky wouldn't take me. Clouds too puffed up to let someone like me into their streets. They must have taken them - my wings. They think I don't belong there. I know because that's where the rest of humanity is - on the ground. Now that I think about...

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How could he honestly tell anyone Who would actually believe him A strong confident young man Smiling on the outside ….petrified within Excuses made for the obvious ones With casual jest and smiles Yet , it was so far from the truth By a million miles He absolutely adored her In the beginning…it was so good There had been a few incidents She apologised….of course...

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There’s a hell of a lot going on inside my mind I wish I could tell you everything The way you always used to listen. I wish I could run to you and share all of it From my tiniest wins to my biggest falls I’m dying to hear just one line from you: “Say... I’m listening.” All these unsaid words They’re building up...

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my eyes tried to tell you golden and round the setting sun peeks over sloping mountaintops while cobalt shadows inch into the rust-brown crevices like a silent blanket smothering the light of day the moon will be full or so they say on the six o’clock weather report there is no sign of rain until the clouds reappear and the ring around the...

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If I could tell you what silent universe is born in my heart, The words would come when my tongue dances freely on the stage of desires, But in front of you, my control melts like snow under the touch of spring, Your presence steals my thoughts and turns them into butterflies of light. If you gave me a...

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Your smile is a late night conversation, It strips me bare. You walk as if you’re a falling leaf, To whom gravity is gentle. Even the air forgets me, caught in your charm. Your gaze, sharp as shattered glass, Pierces my chest, owning my heart. When you stand still in your silence, I ache to hold you close, to...

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keep beating the drums of my heart that signals your arrival a little glance from those eyes sends shivers in my body my mind is now a slave for you, not the kind left in bruise the sudden urge to touch your face and say i fancy you how close we would have to become for it to happen? i...

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The days run long, the sun burns bright. when i am with you all seems so right Our time alone has been so short of late But memory takes me back to our first date That first night together, we talked so long as we listen intently to a Back Street Boys Song The smile on your face, it brightened the...

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They tell me that I perished But I've never felt more alive And the warmth of your presence Still lingers in my mind. I ventured longer than an arm - Beyond the dim horizon - Further than a murky quasar Yet less than a prayer's span. When you stop to think...

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Tell Your wind no need to roar, my own need push enough -- Tell Your Sun high at its zenith, no need for excess gleamith -- Confound further my soul saying, for you, no love to be found, in painted sky on textured ground -- If love, for me, not near nor far-apart – Why, Dear Lord!~ gave You this poet a beating heart?...

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What would You do, O Father, tell, If I should fade like fleeting mist? Would heaven break, would heavens swell, Or would my absence not exist? Would You still light the morning bright, When I no longer watch the skies? Or let the dawn dissolve in night, A silent tear in hollow eyes? Would You still call my name once more, When all my...

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