Walk Of Life Poems - Poems about Walk Of Life

daIly, stoically we climb real ...

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Life steps forward as if they were set back... we walked so much in life but never we managed to distance us from the origins...!...

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Ever alone i walk the path Barely seeing barely feeling All that remains is ever lasting night Old yet new pain the only change, Why does it hurt Why am I ever alone unable to sleep Unable to care I walk my path alone with no hope Staring silently up at the bitter stars shining above Who mock me always For what...

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In time pain fades the hurt escapes new paths are paved over fresh landscapes the stroll, a toll, the walk of life...

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i walk the life road alive i lead road of life when dead, life leads me ?...

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When you start doubting yourself You know that it is time To rearrange the brain into A place where you can find A little vacation To visit when your paused The ego needs a lecture With the damage life has caused. Some days I'm only one Selfish, I can't give Others I am many In this world I live. So many species Walking on this globe I...

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Walk began at birth.. Only two roads to travel. One to bliss and one to pain. Had to make a choice.. For the right road toward home, or the road that's travelled most. Felt deep within heart, Life would never, never end, Even though we say goodbye. Walking on one day. Made the narrow way my choice. Prayer is needful on my walk. Easy, no, never. Although...

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Preparations have been made Over a year of long glorious planning Flowers, tux and food have been picked A long lovely, flowing beaded gown, a real southern belle Organ piping the bridal march, Glowing bride and nervous groom oblivious Forever bound into the marrital Walk of life. Presenting to you Life long mates. Hands clutched, smiles wide, hearts full, expecting the best to...

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I've been through good times and bad times.. I've been through it all. I've been hurt, I've been down and I've been up. I've stood tall and I've stood small. But no matter what, I've always praised God. I've been a sinner but I've been saved. It's the walk of life that made me this way. It gets rough and it gets...

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Young, vigorous and full of life These are my adolescent years Neither worry nor a care No visions of the upcoming fears Charismatic, virtuous and free Beautiful as a fully blossomed rose These are my teenage years No responsibility; just a stunning present pose A young mother, a young wife Built around much chaos and constant despair These are my early twenties No fear of growing...

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