Walk On Poems - Poems about Walk On

Dance female dance Let the world know you dance In dreams you dance Awake you dance Though in-between there's no space to dance Sing female sing Let the world know you sing In sickness in health In war and peace Except in hunger you sing Run female run Let the world know you run The track is long The time is short Only relay you're fit to stop Walk female...

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To understand me is to walk on a path of thorns hidden beneath velvet, where the scent of roses deceives the lungs with sweet illusions, while blood silently drips into the earth that swallows untold stories. I do not wish to be deciphered; I am merely an enigma mercilessly absorbing your fragile understanding, leaving only shadows to dance on...

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To understand me means to walk on a path of thorns in velvet, where the perfume of roses deceives the lungs with its sweetness, while blood silently flows and waters the earth beneath. I do not wish to be understood, I exist as an enigma that cannot be grasped, I am a mystery too deep for anyone's fragile understanding. I...

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Some people never dare to walk on the edge of madness. What truly dreadful lives they must lead. They remain on the ground, bound to a dull reality, without sparkles, Living in invisible cages, without knowing the flight of dreams, What madness-free lives, what narrow horizons, without colors. Their souls do not know the dance of the stars, nor the...

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The most peaceful time of day is just before sunrise when you are alone and have the whole world to yourself. Quote by poet. At dawn I went for a stroll along the lonely beach, waves were lapping gently on the pebbly shoreline. Then there it was before me a golden orb; sunrise. ...

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Walk on by The park Walk on by The house of God Walk on by The bookstore Walk on by The road to success Walk on by The road to freedom Because it is available To anyone that wants it...

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I was not born to the moors; my roots are planted by wild running seas, even so, a rolling heath is a green tide heaped into wind-sculptured waves, low breakers that may tug you deeper, or crash upon any too certain a mind. March is a good time to be a thin branch in a treeless landscape. You can catch hold of a...

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Light of life is felt and all the rest many tests touch the good better best to feel the warmth inside the touch with the hands lifted rising up lifting up looking up above the hill for the help eyes straight ahead can feel the change of the winds that blow in the breeze this...

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I wonder how different our world would be if throughout our history we saw everyone as our sister and our brother…. If we realized how much we have to offer and could learn from one another. For instance…instead of hating the people who inhabited this land before us annihilating their people and their chiefs…. What if we had befriended them...

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I want to write about this sad feeling in my chest, but I won't Before that swamped me, I'd noticed a new spiderweb But it's a spiderweb that engenders an apology Allow your mind to drift back to when I made assumptions about how frequently the post box was being emptied (memorable poem) Now flash forward to now,...

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Slodes new poem : Walk on the Wise side The talking clouds,the talking clowns Feeling like they just do whatever Calling out everything but mystery But using it to squander a life a time forgotten The talking clouds,talking like clowns I just don't know where the infinite flame has gone All of mankind looks the same, no one accepts the blame When you...

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Walk On Water Salvation is conditional based on the caveat of confession in truth, with remorse and conviction in acknowledging sins committed and expressing from the heart and mouth that Jesus Christ is Lord and Savior; (submission is mandatory) so ask yourself, “Do I believe, can I walk on water?” ...

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Look away world for I belong to all the nameless faces; we live now in the background of long faded paintings. Look away you blatant sun I travel now behind a shadow throng of the distant...

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verse forth coming...

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A Walk on Shallow Waters David J Walker We are wrapped in paper and twine A perfect package on the outside Left on the stoop of an irony Gathered together we are with candles and cake We are a year older and celebrate With feelings that need not be explained We are one We are two We are three and more And...

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