Uncertainties Poems - Poems about Uncertainties

My life's journey is marked by ups and downs A rollercoaster ride of smiles and frowns I decided to live every moment to the fullest Time changes and we are all tourists Neither happiness nor sorrow is permanent Only change is ever constant ...

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My mind swings like a pendulum... Shall I go back or shall I go forth? I am caught in uncertainties Like a shadow dangling Between the light of day and darkness of night. Do I have a choice? If only your bountiful hand will touch my shoulder And heal the sickness in my soul, Then I...

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Dahlin’ , I see you, taming truths tonight whilst standing as tall glass of fine fire, Your eyes are adorned in all the right kind of desire, Would you rather roam your captivating glare all over my soul, to admire? Or shall this be left as a mess within hot wire, Would you taste my spirit...

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Heavenly Father, I thank You so much For all You’ve given to someone like me; Undeserving of Your affection, still You sent Your only Son to set me free. I was deaf and blind to all Your goodness-- Ignored Your Word and chose another way. I thought You hindered me from happiness, But I was just lost like a dog astray. Through...

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Love, those tears you wouldn't shed; Let me be the one to shed them for you. Yes, the world is full of uncertainties; And yes I understand you are unsure, And well, that is alright too. Of course there is nothing new under the sky, And well all of us might be going around in circles, And of course there is nothing...

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I swam in a river of uncertainties, as Mr moon gave me his back. Somber dreams caress my skin, the light within my eyes is dark. On my last trip to the milky way, I was sad, because it had melted. 2-20-19 Resubmitted:12/09/2021 Alexis Y....

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It has been a year of uncertainties. Fears of Covid have paralyzed the land. It caused me to face insecurities. I feel stuck in invisible quicksand. When will this horrible pandemic end? Life is no longer ordinary; there are too, Many lives lost that I can’t comprehend. This global intruder has to just go. There’s a ray of hope on the...

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In the beginning The world was created Or then, it ended Rolled in deceit of devils Or sovereignty of gods A headless pawn, title of men The darkness became light Or the light, darkness. These are lost souls wandering Lost souls wondering, Searching for a truth That may never be revealed....

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Pitch black The life The night The death The life none knows The night none expects The death none sees Void, their sight. What dwells beyond the wall We know not For our senses are alien To what might not be Pitch black The breath The sun The light...

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A voice is sought Loud and clear Echoing through crystal caves Roaring as the waves A voice eternal A voice supernal A beacon of hope Sight to blind grope Yet, sun after sun And, moon after moon From father to son Years devoid of gospel The bonfire of hope Flickers and loses flames With each new belief. And all that is left is a dark light...

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The power of induction, truth insecure Foundations and principles, whispered demure We take that next leap from uncertainties throne To leverage our doubts —from what’s presently known (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)...

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Sneaking into the enemy camp, the guards all fast asleep Crawling past the sorrow and pain, old promises to keep Deep within the saboteurs grasp, for one last time, alone Burrowing into uncertainties lair —to despoil the unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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I swam in a river of uncertainties, as Mr moon gave me his back. Somber dreams caress my skin, the light within my eyes is dark. On my last trip to the milky way, I was sad, because it had melted. 2-20-19 Resubmitted:5/28/2021 Contest: Bite Size Poetry Sponsor: Line Gauthier...

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In this massive and tilting world, Never I considered myself as an abalone All the birds in the sky Soaring high Utterly depicted me. 20 years from now What had I become? If I can see through the looking glass, An entire display of my experiences I summonly desire to see A very best version of myself. A beauty queen who after her reign Became a...

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Sneaking into the enemy camp, the guards now fast asleep Crawling past the sorrow and pain, old promises to keep Now inside the enemy camp, for one last time, alone Burrowing into uncertainties lair, —to despoil the unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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