Turn Back Poems - Poems about Turn Back

What the world thinks about me- It doesn't matter; But in my soul, I have stutter It might think me the cheater But I never be an Ivy creeper!! I have no friends- I am trying to be in trend; To show the world, I may not believe God But it doesn't mean I never worshipped lord It may be my attraction...

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In the depths of my wandering thoughts, I turn back to 1989, A time of uninterrupted innocence, a veil of unknowing that covered my mind, Floating in a sea of uncertainty, where understanding was but an echo, For everything was meticulously crafted, down to the last detail, By those who took power and destroyed Romania completely. Forty years of life...

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Paradise may be that moment when we turn back to the past, And discover that its beauty existed despite our presence, A time when our departure reveals the splendor, hidden beneath the whirls of shadows, We wandered through the labyrinth of life, and now, a light pierces the clouds of melancholy. In the alleys of memories, our steps were...

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If only I can turn back The time, I will gladly do. And rewrite the love letter I gave to you, beside the beach where we had our last and final kisses. If only I knew soon enough that everything would quickly turn a ho-hum sea, My worries; I would have set ablaze And hold you, so tight,...

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Do you ever wish you could turn back the clock? Or maybe, stop time altogether? As the seconds tick by, do you ever think, In this moment, it’s now or never? Do you ever wish you could go back to a certain hour? Or maybe, a particular day? As the pendulum sways, do you ever think, I’m in the here and now,...

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When I was young they spit at us hurled rocks Now they murder us Let's turn back the clock...

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If I could turn back time By Michelle Morris 11/12/2022 Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye I never knew it, I focused on your lies Caught up in the moments; those rarified, joyous times I lived like I was a king, and you were my queen sublime Oh, if I could turn back time, I wonder what I'd do Could...

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You should build a wall around your heart they told her You are too trusting, too open, too vulnerable, naïve She laughed thinking of a wall like that. She was a Pollyanna, a Julie Andrews, Snow White. She would have lived with the Seven Dwarfs gladly, Or entered an old codger’s house to hang prisms. Her open light was a beacon,...

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Oh, to ride on your shoulders again, a giant, a hero, a prince amongst men. I'd be safe in the warmth of your crooked smile, whilst, all the while, hugging you tight about your head, as home we jog spirits high, ready for bed and I wondering why we can't stay up 'til dawns light breaks and now my...

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So, you wish for simpler times, You'd get used to washing lines, No dryer, no phone, no computer, Into the tip, you could boot her, Boring it was, the good old days, Labour intensive, vanished in time's haze, Must look forward, nostalgia that, There is no use turning back!...

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I can’t get behind the wheel, I’m disqualified So I’m on the early morning train ride to the city There are so many commuters, I join the throng Down the street as I was drifting with the city's human tide. We are packed like sardines crushed side by side Makes me wish I’d never driven when blind drunk It’s many...

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do you remember way back when golden pleasures of simplicity the magic of human connectivity it all seemed unpretentious then AP: 2nd place 2020 Posted on February 15, 2020...

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A Clock I built for my Daughter In Law These old hands of time are running slow Ben Gay has become my best friend Now oil is dripping from my main spring My cabinet is tarnished when I look in the mirror I use face cream as polish My pendulum now swinging slower If I could only turn back the time It...

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I can't forget those days when you were mine. How young we were - not even at our prime! Had we held on, could love have grown divine? If only we could turn back the hands of time. What could have been? I guess we'll never know. Although I've never been caught in a crime, a crime it was that day...

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I loved a story at bedtime, but I could do a nap in the daytime. Before I knew it I was nine, boy was that a great pie made out of limes. I would then go back to my prime, and really really shine. There would be no more jobs that were part-time, no more bosses with only a dime. I would not...

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