Why Poems - Poems about Why

For some, it’s a softer escape A flight from silence, not quite love As if a ring alone could mend a soul Bruised by too many “maybe tomorrows." To others, it’s help dressed in vows A lifeline tied to daily needs To fatten the pig at market day Turn union into means to feed. Some whisper “love” with shaky lips But love to them,...

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Why? Why? Why should I accept human science? Do I have to? No. I don’t think so. Where does it come from? I don’t need this science. I am dying. This science is eating my life. Please, please. Respect, respect. The life. The life. The life. The life. That. Given by God. I accept God. His teaching. Life. Bible. His text....

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Why do I feel so alone with so many people around, Everyday a smile on my face inside it's upside down, I cry inside everyday but haven't shed a tear in years, People say I always look happy my life's not what it appears Everyone lives two different lives,ones public the others at home Cuz after their day and...

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Why? That's the question. Why? Why? Why? Why? Why do we live in a world that hates change A world clinging to a past long gone Why must hate be so common Why does the world insist evolution is a myth to progression Maybe it's just because they thrive in the tension Maybe because if we cleared the fog of distraction We would see their...

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The night pressed in with a velvet hand, I was so tired, you’d understand. All day the world had sung its song, But not for me—I did not belong. The streets were lit, the windows warm, Yet none could shield me from the storm. I wore my smile like Sharon's borrowed dress, While hollow winds moved through my chest. I thought of spring,...

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People look for an answer that has been underneath our nose, What does it mean to live? Why do we have to acknowledge him? Why is it wrong to be an image of his light? The one that can move the stars and mountains. We live in a world of chaos and one the other side, peace. Which side...

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The famous saying is to "Thank God you seen another year But there's more pains, aches and worries with more tears Each year you're asking yourself what did i do with my life Creating a bucket list and trying to make it right If we're proud of aging then why have a midlife crises Why do you have to become...

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use a tuning fork when facing a dilemma for the two prong shape provides two preset options for keeping progress in tune...

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In the stillness of dawn, a primal question awakens, A whisper that dances, a quest that never dampens. On the blank parchment with lines, I lay my thoughts bare, Each stroke of the pen, a truth I must share. You define your font, size, and spacing that is life, In...

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“Why do you write?” he said. “You sit like a spectator to life. You watch, while I dive into the places that scare you.” Chewing on my pencil, I look up— shadows cast across my face from him. “Why do I write?” I ask. “Let me show you.” I grab his hand and gently pull him in to a land where possibilities are...

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I guess I never grew up. I'm not mature. Anyway, why'd I wanna do that fur? My mom called me smart aleck so many times, I'd be rich if, for each one, I had dimes. Want someone to do something, just say "don't". It may be dumb, but you can't tell me they won't....

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You're not doing a stellar job distracting me with idle chatter. Life is not something to be ignored and swept under a mat. I've been living in limbo no matter how you sugarcoat it. Life is short and every beat matters. Every day is another notch in the cog of time fleeting. Life is a race to the finish line, an obstacle course of...

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There are many Christians today, that are advocating always, That we leave 'left behind letters,' to be read latter on, after The harpazo of the church has both come and also gone. Instructing our left behind loves ones they can still become Saved during the earlier portions of the tribulation days. And they won't be on their own, but...

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"The pen must go where the pen wants to go. Today it went down Heartbroken Lane." By Poet The day came in with a great start but is going out with a broken part. With a child's loving and young heart, it must take a very painful dart. today I lost my furry best friend, in life guess some things have...

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Love don't know me love evaids and often disappoints or is it that I'm unkind or I'm upset when thinks should be kind it seems you value precious time alone if your are the one for me then leave me alone Does it have to began like this only to get the drift you make me understand then you make me your man love don't love nobody but we...

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