Unfit Poems - Poems about Unfit

A dark void, my soul completely destroyed Everything wrong hit me, like an asteroid The wrongdoings I’ve done, the pain I've faced The tears I’ve shed, and the sick aftertaste I’m often misunderstood, called “Emo” and “sad” But they don’t see my thoughts, and they should be glad There’s more to see, but it’s a lot for me Everyone around me...

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If your body is weak, Strengthen it dear Or else great aims Can't be realized If you have any habit That will affect mind Stop it immediately Or else only tragedy Body and mind are Important always Both must join To pull life safely Body can be powered By doing some exercise Mind is strengthened By reading and praying Body mustn't be abused It must be cared properly That which spoils its health ...

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Unfit Gifts by Rabindranath Tagore loose translation by Michael R. Burch At sunrise, I cast my nets into the sea, dredging up the strangest and most beautiful objects from the depths ... some radiant like smiles, some glittering like tears, others flushed like brides’ cheeks. When I returned, staggering under their weight, my love was relaxing in her garden, idly tearing...

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Admit That Trump Is Unfit Are things about Trump we must admit, Which is brain and body are both unfit; Big belly sticks out when he does sit. Jim Horn Trump Himself Likes To Hallow Trump himself he does like to hallow, While he will lie and seem so shallow, And his mind, Left behind; Skin appears bright like marsh mallow. Together poems would rather compile; That...

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Walk in my shoes, tell me how you feel Tell me I was wrong for telling you the pain was real Walk mile in the path that I am trapped in Tell me you could do it different Hike the depths that I am lost inside Maybe than you could say I lied When I said I lost my way, I...

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Pressure compounding on the center of my chest One weight that I cannot lift Physically strong but emotionally out of shape The cool breeze of the night air kisses my neck, The spec of hope during the hard times Silver lining in the Raider's Jacket Minimal but powerful imagery...

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Being a MOM is not for me I have two kids but I still act like I am Free, I spend all my time doing things I want to do I could care a less about their interest and this is the honest truth, They help me financially because of child support Thank you God for that and my Lies...

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I am thankful for a wooden and sod prison, for i am unfit for any place but hell. you, too are unfit for any place but hell. you'll all rot, like bananas left on top of the fridge, forgotten by all, but you won't even be discovered and tossed with disgust at your decrepit stench. nope. you're just gonna sit on top of the fridge and rot forever in hell....

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Love, in one way, is like current recharges heart with that ...

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Holy verse, subject to human interpretation, holds only shards of insight into divine wisdom leaving us ill-equipped, in our imperfection, to truly know the mind of God. And in our imperfect state we have been granted the use of only a small percentage of our miraculous minds because we are wisely given only that which we can reasonably...

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Although I did my bit,I feel more like a misfit; They said that I was clever,I've lived life like a dimwit. ...

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Psychiatrist floating downstream and a mentally ill unfit King a land of cruelty and mystery no one knows if it was murder or suicide but the ruler of the land was taken down by a doctor not a leader of men not by bombs or politicians a doctor a psychiatrist Do you know the nightmares that led up to the facts the story of both sides and...

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