Troubling Poems - Poems about Troubling

Why do I have to see you everyday It's timely every morning I passed by It's timely that I see you at the beach Before I coming to sea for fishing I see you picking sea shells with that 'lil basket Wearing your usual abaca hat and that flowery duster The curves of your body shape by the passing breeze That made...

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In our chaotic world, harmony has retreated, leaving us at a loss, Now, hopelessly, we look on as chaos prevails, sanity crumbles and reason tossed, And amidst all the madness of greed, discord and unrest, We are each searching for a peaceful place to take a moment to rest. Instead, we’re blindly moving in different directions, trying to find...

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Fly! Fly! Fly! In the field of Reeds, Walk through golden breeze, Smell the scent of allure, Clear sky and clearer mind. Fate! Fate! Fate! Promise me the world over, Promise me you wouldn't leave the prey. Destroy all I love. Grant me intoxicated blithe. And let the flies of fate rain glory. Burn! Burn! Burn! Drown me in the mud of flames, Where no water could...

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Troubling the trouble till it troubles, a trouble Tempted to trouble the trouble, now he is troubled To tell the tale of his test? I'd better leave him with the narratives The test of time, I'd stand doing whatever is true, noble, right and praiseworthy...

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I mean, seriously? Talk about boundary issues! I get it, why the 7th multicultural value, and most recent to finally make it in to sacred UniversalYang/UnitarianYintegral iconology, doxology, eulogy, ecotherapeutic theology, green ecofeminist ecology, declares our polypathic RESPECT for our interdependent sacred web of life reincarnating win/win love As in, could Elder EarthMothers get a little RESPECT? Which just might not fail to mention that AnthroSupremacists are a one among many EarthTribe species, one of the more...

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In the darkness of the night the light evades me Don't yet humble and it's flight the lightning bug winks at me Do the flashings of the night the sun dissipates it covers itself with While in the cool Autumn breeze might come as it dawns a new day I gaze out my window and there's troubling Shadows I see...

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Your phone brought me more fun When I’m staying alone at home Why can’t you go for some new one Not using your troubling old phone...

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"I forgive myself and all is absolved... whatever was troubling me is totally resolved!"...

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Hands Stretched out like branches Reaching for the kiss of sun An army of hands, brown hands Stretched out at me Shrivelled weak hands Looking for their daily bread. Hands With nobody to hold No star close for them to touch To shake off the dust and shimmer Slowly move back to folded arms Hands that know not how to give Stretch out to touch the troubled Hands...

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Troubling the soul When all things seem to be untold, left to one day unfold. To visit and no one is there. No one seems to care. What has become of you? What has become of me? Troubling souls innermost parts, battling two halves, of an equation. Half man, half amazing, braising are these thoughts of unyielding...

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has a sword as tongue sharp nails as teeth scorching steam as breath...

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A businessman impatiently needed blessings for long his coffins had not been bought debt-ridden and worried he was in the shop upset he was with every ill-ness survivor But glimmers of hope quivered into him mind there was a priest praying over Christian faithful to earn instant blessings from God in for petitions the debt-tortured trader was among early arrivals He went...

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some times there is a person in your life whom you like to trouble sometimes and they are the most loved people in your life it's a pain when ,that feeling comes when they are going ,it's painful and you remember all that happened in your past all the smiles all the laughter and the...

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Where do I run to when the earth is covered in gloom Where do I flee to when it's all covered in darkness Where to do you flee my soul in them times of trouble Your refuge is with the Rock of the tribe of Judah The waves roll in threatening to drown my frail form Of what use is...

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I can’t though; if even a peep comes out of my mouth I risk the lives of the others even before we get to the concentration camps. August 6 1944 The days and nights pass in a matter of what seems seconds, one blink is morning the other it is the mystical night. Where I’m going though,...

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