While Poems - Poems about While

I will drive anywhere If I don’t have to make a left Unless it’s a driveway and there are no other cars on the street If it is an intersection without an arrow I will drive twelve miles out of my way And drive a box to come in on the other side So, I can make a right...

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“Ah, dear friend, speak… speak while you still can, While they’re still beside you, For once death arrive, Only regret remains to converse with.” ...

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Roses with thorns grow on my heart As I waited for you To tell me how you feel Do you want me? Yes or No Is it just a game We talk for hours, nothing new We laughed for hours, nothing new We went out twice, nothing new Do you want me? Yes or No Is it just a game I don't understand you anymore All...

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I was the storm in his already burning house, the shaking hands gripping the match, the hurricane whispering, You deserved this. But I did not mean to be destruction. I did not wake up one morning and choose to tear through his world with my bare hands. I was drowning, and drowning people do not check to see who they pull under when...

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2025.4.11 Every day, I get up early, travel to M Central. I waited for the piano to be available. As soon as I opened its lid, I wiped the keyboard clean. Well, that perfectly fitted my nickname "Captain hygiene". Currently, the first piece of music Would always be the "Fall for you", I did that to welcome the Autumn season. As well as my...

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While the world wasn’t looking, the stones learned to weep, and the ocean—that old blue beggar— knelt down to drink its own salt. While the world wasn’t looking, the vines twisted into alphabets, spelling the names of the forgotten— each letter a green, grasping hand. Love—they were whispering love— not in the tongue of men, but in the slow dialect of roots, in the patient hunger...

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Fate decreed sexting/texting while married abominable Therefore karma caught up to me big time and delivered yours truly sent to purgatory (figurative speaking) by casting a spell, whereby the government issued Safelink Tracfone got permanently disabled and all the data (including contact information such as risqué photographs of seductively posing nymphs linkedin to Facebook Messenger) stored therein forever inaccessible. I did not pass GO, nor collect two hundred...

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It's been a while And the water seems murky I'm the color of sadness Since our friendship went quirky Yet I paddle around In fresh morning shallows Where the water is clear Where no breeze of regret blows The renewal of birdsong As the day begins slowly It's a happiness tune For the stubborn and lowly So that beautiful place Of knowing contentment I frequently...

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I did not think their music could become one iota more annoying I was wrong Maybe it’s the loudness; my ears are cringing My sensitivity is crying Why oh why do people use pounding music in a public place? It does not help that I am waiting for a haircut And two people are ahead of me Neither of them looks like...

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The music is not to my taste I am stuck in a beauty shop No one here looks beautified Two men are ahead of me sitting in wait chairs Neither of them look like they need a haircut This music is loud; maybe that’s why it is grating Not as awful as the music coming from the street though They have loud...

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The spliff got the room spinning, Rewriting lines, Reusing rhymes, Connections are my artistic vision. Weed got my head splitting, Sicker than a dead mind, Thinking about how ima die, Fitting. Hitting joints then making bad decisions, Meant to set money aside, Meant to save up a decent line, But drugs are edging on bad...

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2025.3.24 Sixty five days ago, on a sunny Saturday, I came here with some body. It was supposed to be our first time, But it turned out to be the last too. Time flies fast as it passed you. At the end of the trip, he suggested, We both wrote a poem each, It was not to compete, Just to express one own feeling. I...

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"A man's pride shall bring him low: but honour shall uphold the humble in spirit." Proverbs 29:23 of the King James Bible Aspiring for achievement glow That vanquishes painful defeat’s shadow Arrogance stands at loftiness gate for a show While selfishness glitters midst jewel of hypocrite’s woe… Oh, proud human nature, needs heaven blow To mutter need for divine blessing flow And...

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Is persecution a sign of weakness prosecution a sign of strength To the victors go the spoils from might makes right ...

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2025.3.15 Today, I visited Sorrento back Beach. Swam only for five minutes. Both the swell and the current Were too high and too strong for me. Fortunately, the Lifeguard Mason, Assisted me to get down to the ocean, Where the waves were less violent. I held onto his yellow rescue board, Under my armbit, as he instructed. When the perfect moment arrived, Mason asked me...

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