Time After Time Poems - Poems about Time After Time

From time to time, I think I'm right about mistakes, And I dismiss any other speculation, a scattering of thoughts in the wind. I don't know what anything is, but it's precisely this unknown that frees me, For freedom comes not from seeking answers, but from living in the question. On the other hand, there's nothing wrong with me,...

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I am I fate seals fate breathe pause breathe steps trace, paths, trace steps faith moves mountains, moves faith dreams weaves memories weaves dreams moonlight drinks tears drinks moonlight forever begins ends begins in forever longingly I linger I longingly mirrored reflections mirrored echoes return echoes time after time on time on ...

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time The clock will chime time The World filled with crime time The silence of the mime time time after time ...

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Days to weeks to months to years As time goes on it dries the tears A tissue for a heart that weeps Less sad dreams and better sleeps Though waiting for the time to pass Can take so long, a minute lasts An hour, and an hour's like Fourteen days and thirteen nights The weight comes off, no appetite The beard...

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It's been way too long mon amour Since a poem has knocked on your door Well here now, some words few but real Describing the way that I feel I've missed you so much since the last Heartfelt expressions were passed And though you have told me you do I still like to hear them from you...

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Depression and heartache and yearning - common throughout all the years, general amongst all the masses, driven by so many fears. It’s truly the struggle of ages, despite born of mansion or cave. Is life the thing that you’re living, or is it life that you crave? It's tied to a question so simple - just what do you live your life for? Do you...

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Time and time again I have made it here, Said goodbye to the old And welcomed a new year No top hats, no noisemakers No champagne or wine, Just the purest notes ... Of 'Auld Lang Syne' So, what am I doing ... New Year's, New Year's Eve?, Celebrating the little things ... I did achieve Staying awake comes easily Until the midnight hour,...

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It is a vicious circle It took two years before you could get back in a pool This regret and pain never seem to go away And neither do the questions All the while, a piece of you is Dying inside. Nobody seems to truly understand No apology seems sincere since They are trying to find somewhere to Place the blame. The journalists...

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All are fools upon the earth Biblical tool enquiry worth We'll wait, till death negates our birth Unless in Christ, we're found I state. Atheists say, of such is comment grate.! ©18-6-2023...

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Time is not justly counted by increments... like a pie all crust can have space without filling it disappoints – too much wasted by reluctant planning – few visions of living ever leaving the station of Excursion – like a dynasty of tempting brochures culminating in tenure, that far more brave and less credentialed travel faithfully outright... Triumph's Reckless...

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I pass the time without caring the time just living my time......

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Time after time By Michelle Morris 03/03/2022 Time after time I will be there when you call Time after time I will be your rock and your fortress Time after time I'll still the winds and the waves Time after time I will show you Jesus saves Time after time I will catch you when you fall Time after time I will hear your cries and more Time after time I...

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Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock. The hands sweep round the clock. Now I try to take stock. It hits me in the face as more my time does race from here to other place. From beginning to end. This notion my mind bend as loose ends do offend. Future and past must meet, equation to complete. Ends then tied. All is neat....

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There is no today only yesterday's OF future now......

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Time, tick, tick it moves, unrestrained by mortal powers, trampling on all, silently. Leaving some behind, taking many along its gentle or dreary path, for one, a fulfilled destiny, some in regrets, others in grandiose adulation, Yet subjected to the change of time, to some with open gates and palaces of passing filth, to...

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