Unable Poems - Poems about Unable

Turned away Unable to withdraw Turned towards Unable to get close Invisible forces in action Unable to resist Despite desperate intentions Always unable To resist your magnetism...

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It seems like the old you and now are different. The smile that reflects in your eyes is no longer the same. Hair that flips when you walk is no longer shiny, Tired eyes and body want to fight, but they're too skinny. The old you that laughed genuinely, A smile that made your cheeks feel chubby. A walk that looked...

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A dozen dancing markers ran through the streets screaming for help Avoiding Mr. Gold and his thugs as best they could Unfortunately, coal and ebony got lost in a Chicago alley Their runaway plans thwarted when the mafioso grabbed them. I asked if the film maker had gotten this on video. She said yes, and she had zoomed in on...

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Foundation of the piece. Is life just a purging of the soul and to ascend to a higher plane of existence, do you have to let go of everything and everybody you once loved or knew? To do so? Or would you wait to be called to join them if separated because you couldn't let go of your...

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Unable to feel love A shadow hangs, a constant chill, Despite their warmth, my heart stands still. They say they love, with words so kind, But in my soul, no solace I can find. Their touch, a breeze that barely blows, A distant echo, where affection grows. Their smiles, a mask they wear so well, While mine, a truth, their love can't tell. I...

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Jahore Pakistani kind of terrorist driving a Tahoe shooting into my home attempting to impersonate me gain royalties from my American poetry sorry my ancestors served Wwll Vietnam Korean Afghanistan Iraq for these reasons I will never ever fear scum like you carrying a rubber badge you obtained from Gargano strip club on fletcher ave.in...

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Perche' di notte non riesco a dormire; ah, potro' mai sognare un mare scintillante e stringerti in queste braccia cosi' calde e non cercare piu' quella luna di neve? Why at night am I unable to sleep; ah, could I ever dream of the glittering deep and hold you in these warm arms and not look for that snowy moon so unbright? Perche'...

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you are the puppet, I am the strings, and yet you control everything, to wake up each day with a promise I've made, only for you to not see it through, does anything matter to you? alone in my bed, wandering thoughts, what's it for, to sit and rot? I'd rather not, but here you lay wasting each day like it's worthless to you anyways, with strings I command, yet you...

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Surely it is virtually impossible To hide and disguise In plain sight Of curious mind eyes The quite patently blatantly obvious Unless that is of course Those they who are Looking and watching on Are so terminally stupid And utterly delusional In the end it all makes Perfect sense As we only see What we want to until Everything else becomes somehow Somewhat superfluous If we do...

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Of late, I seem unable To write a song or fable. Perhaps it’s too much caffeine; I seem to be unstable. Now recently, I’m shaking; My muscles have been aching. I may be lacking protein, Or maybe I’m just faking. A certain strange malodor; Those germs are all freeloaders. Perhaps it is my hygiene, My wife complained, I showed her. Perhaps it’s too much caffeine, I may be...

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Mai sabko sab-kuch samjhana chahta hu, Aur mai samjhaunga bhi… Abhi mai nai bhasha seekh raha hu....

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We have had nineteen dogs. Sophie Helen, our black cocker spaniel, has been with us for eleven years; not our record, but close. Today she cannot lift her back end. Is it her weight? Her age? Are her legs too weak? Has she had a stroke? I carry her all around inside and outside. We discuss options. Wonder if she...

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Far as the (ease) severely myopic eyes can see, nothing but polluted atmosphere where skull and crossbones memento mori betokens beware, especially with increasing chronology mortality becomes crystal clear existential crisis yours truly didst despair not so much death itself, but failure (inadequacy) at livingsocial mine life to the hilt plain as day everywhere casual attitude apropos (pertinent personal paradigm regarding aspiring poet) equals laissez faire, hence the following his apt...

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Nonagenarian father afflicted, his body electric awry with congenital heart failure, before long twill bid existence bye whose physical well being - corporeal essence inevitably will die unavoidable manifest destiny... accompanied into afterlife courtesy death envision caricature immortal grim reaper moost ofttimes (normally leering) brandishing trademark scythe, impossible mission to skirt dark shadow creeping closer along edge of night, not shy, eclipsing former robust native son Brooklyn once upon...

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It was deep dark, silence roaming outside if I couldn't see and hear, it is myself to chide the urge within pushed my fright aside time to open the gates of my soul wide. My journeys I used to have on my own seeking sheer thrill in my serene zone for what I painfully miss, I strive to atone thriving when...

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