Temporary Poems - Poems about Temporary

Time - the toxic air of life subliming from the clock, Seeks alongside pain to render journeys not complete, Nothing spared the test of essence per the world we walk, Forged of jagged, scattered stones designed to scar our feet....

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That's not your father lying there. That's simply a temporary vessel from the Lord, a spare. His soul is in Heaven with his lovely wife. He's no longer in pain in this worldly life. He's risen to Heaven to be with our Father. His blindness and weakness no longer a bother. He's made new again; he can see, he can run. I...

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Temporal is aiming for permanence But much benevolence paints the prudence To keep change changing To keep range ranging To give meaning to purpose and hope To create a future into which to elope From an old past on stone cast Onwards fast to a great that will last Even that which may last forever In light of memory...

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what if what we had was temporary a momentary glance of happiness of freedom of joy of reckless youth a time of love and carelessness maybe that was where our memory is supposed to stay maybe it wasn’t meant to continue on into this decade. Maybe the sun never rose up again after it set that summer. ...

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Wanted nothing else Except her No more memories It's all a blur. They took my everything I am alone Shaking and crying I lay prone. What I do Is sing a song I wasn't loved All along. Follow the steps Load then aim I scream for help But no one came. I wish you knew What it felt Pain and suffering Is what I dealt. I looked and looked Love didn't come I now sit here And...

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Your ominous nimbus descends, Don't shatter this summer’s grace. Now all freeze in fear’s embrace, You look so heavy, please, don’t race. I don’t care if you dare, Just don’t stomp your foot up there. But stubborn as you are, You plummet your tears for an hour. Now, the tides have changed, Calamity is named. The road now deep with ruts, Silently dousing my fragile huts. Don’t...

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Dear Breath, will you truly forsake me? Dearest Death, will you be kind to me? My favourite Life, are you satisfied? My quintessential self, do you truly possess this demeanour? Temporary happiness is always godlike bliss, Permanence is a dutiful curse. The more I look for profound beauty, The more I go far away from my salient appetite. Karma never forgives anyone, Building a...

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Life on earth is temporary All earthly riches will soon fade Save nothing but heavenly glory In dust we'll go as we once made ...

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May 2051 Dear diary I think I'll try for a part Time job which I just know beyond Anything I'm gonna hate! So I'll work It out um. Without a doubt. I just Don't wanna sit at home to much! I think I'm getting fat. I have a dreaded OB appointment in 5 days. The baby Oh Walik is really...

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Afternoon musing, not quite content, Wondering where the time all went - The time not really given, only lent. The first day of fourth grade, In the next desk a new girl stayed, With honey colored hair all in a braid. It would not be easy to concentrate. How could a teacher educate A boy so close to a pretty schoolmate? Boys and...

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“Oh people of this temporary world.. May you enjoy the abundance of its trivial offerings.. You have no clue of what I see and yearn for.. And, how could you, as the death is the end of the road.. But, for the lover, it’s the union with the beloved.. the end of waiting and suffering.. To light up the world...

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NA Poetry Contest Sponsored by Ink Empress Temporary Travellers Men are all...

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Everything in life is temporary -birth- life -marriage -divorce -even death...

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I remember holding you, ever so closely. I remember loving you ever so slowly. I seem to have savored the taste. In my mind I often retrace. I can think of nothing but that day. You left me in a state of disarray. It seemed so...

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Do I wail into an empty space Have invisible tears staining my face Silently scream, never heard Writing word, after word, after word Is the attuned ear within me Myself I need to stop, to see No outside force to heal my woe Yes, this I know, I know, I know But the comforting feel of another soul Makes me forget myself, forget heavy...

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