What Ever Poems - Poems about What Ever

Can happily ever after truly ever exist Where we live in a world that looks like this Where we live in a society that favours division Because how can one truly be happy In a world that excludes and is racist How can one have hope this will happen Especially when you're black It's not something we get...

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Can you imagine that kind of love? It sounds magical, like something that fell from the sky off the back of a dove. Can you imagine that love wasted? I’d tell you I didn’t know either, but I can still remember exactly how bad it tasted. ...

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I once lost my thought on the paths of time, like a wandering cloud in the ever-changing sky, but I found it chained between the pages of a memory, where moments weave garments of longing, on the road of life, I wandered with my heart full of desires burning like stars in the deep night, and in the...

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To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, The brightest light in every Room, Church, Hall and building That she Ever entered. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, You never knew How you lit up A room, people’s lives And their souls. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, You were strong till Your final days, Inspiring everyone whose Paths crossed with your own. To the strongest Woman I’ve ever known, I’m...

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Who am I to think by the age of 25 I would have it all together? I thought I would have a happily ever after I thought I would know everything by now but all I know is that you’ll never be what I need you to be for me I know that you’ll put your needs...

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The last poem I'll ever write before I burn this whole system down And if this gets me killed so be it I'll burn down the world If that makes you listen And if you think just because of my skin I'll back down and let you win You would be sadly mistaken I will burn down the system And...

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If ever you were taken from me, The sun would rise in mourning black, And birds would fold their wings in shame For mother not to bring you back. The sky would wear your apron soft, The wind would weep your name, And I — a child with broken psalms — Would never speak the same. If ever you were taken from...

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Do they ever sit and wonder How the clocks weep as they spin How centuries vanish in a flash While children pay for ancestral sin? They fight for names carved into dust For borders drawn in brittle trust For myths and maps that time outlives Yet take from those who have no more to give. Land! Identity! But what is pride if it costs...

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Once upon a time In the context of a rhyme I asked something of you, If you would say, I do No fanfare and no scene Just cowboy boots and jeans A flower for your hair That evening in my chair A Paris honeymoon Roll out of bed at noon Champs Elysees sweatshirt A floral patterned skirt A walk out on the rue Hand in hand...

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Have you ever tried choking? He asked nonchalantly. “No,” she said. *with a wrinkled nose of disapproval* “Want to try it?” *His approach couldn't hide his excitement* “Ok,” she said, absent mindedly running her index finger over his lips. “you can choke me,” she added slowly, “if I can stab you repeatedly with the 7...

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Nowdays society is in total chaos, don't keep asking yourself " If Anything ever changes ": who dares to fight has no fear; making the same mistake is silly, try to improve yourself, choose positivity to free doubt from desolation and despair. Don't sit in that corner for too long and wish for happiness, we create our own misery...

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How could the universe spawn from itself it must have been inside something else which would exist inside something itself something so infinite it’s trapped in itself time becomes irrelevant no start no end it’s all existence and also pretend thinking about it will drive you around the bend into the madness your mind will...

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The thought of touching our trembling hands was a wish as impossible as happiness, the further we went, the closer we felt; can strangers meet up and be friends? Who can ever say we aren't meant for each other, being a waste of effort. If dreams are build on solid ground, there should no abstacles in our way; a strong faoth...

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I live life more than ever, with my soul open to unknown horizons, And I die for You more than ever, for You are the source of my restlessness, I, my heart, and You are present here, in this suspended moment, So why do you keep your gaze down, like a dream that unravels upon waking? I have never...

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Whatever You Feed It Grows Do you feed the negative? Don’t become pessimistic. Narrow minded. One sided. You can’t grow from always complaining. This is not up-lifting. Don’t hold onto the temptation. Leave the old ways behind. Don’t push people away. Hard road, age will turn gray. To grow is to change. I’ve always been...

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