Wider Poems - Poems about Wider

Never dared to say, " I love you, sweety. " Why did I keep all words to myself, staring at your picture on the shelf? No night is really warm, I tremble under the sheets, I long to be close and share those amazing feelings: thoughts are wider than an ocean bluer than any sky, being on this side is harder than...

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Night after night war darkens our screens Women and children’s cries and screams Truth enters our living rooms, or so it seems ~ History projects a wider beam ...

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Night after night, images flicker on the tube Horrific images of ‘the enemy’ dying Dying ‘Agent-Orange’ deaths ~ Seems America can do no right… Night after night, images darken the screen ...

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I washed my hands with sanitizer Before I opened up my mind. Wider! My muse screamed. WIDER! WIDER! WIDER! Everyone was staring at me. Is this wide enough? I asked her. I was feeling self-conscious now. Having never been in this restaurant before. And now knowing I will never be back....

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Night roads widen, dream paths spread their branches. The Sandman is hobbled and can only watch. A tethered mind has spread fledgling wings. What appears to happen behind sleepwalking eyes is viewed from a fish-eyed drone - a stretched panoramic overview. Am I travelling or unrolling a future map? Major arteries become sea-lanes a melting landscape for the soul of the soul of the soul. In a distant radio speaker a...

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Fire and smoke billows in dreams through pillows. Such’s our reaction, when fear gains traction. Demons of our mind grip us in their bind, unless we release fear and be at ease. Game’s not black and white or terror of night but in unity; world’s one entity. Beyond line of sight, we feel life’s alright. Our hypnotic spell bodes all is not well. Selective goodness, not one with oneness, is but delusion; dead...

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In the pools, reflections , colours, gleam Like watercolour paintings in a stream Another world, a mirror to our lives A way to extricate us from the cave People have distinctive motions,shapes When vision’s poor the curve, the back, display I recognise you not by face alone But by the pictures you make in the rain Wandering down the avenues and...

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Trump's Mouth Grows Wider and Wider What I recently have heard from an insider, Trump's mouth is growing wider and wider; Totally out of hand; Hard to understand; We are always greater when God is guider. Jim Horn...

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Both Wider and Big For writing poems have been having big thirst Always enjoy typing up most recent one first While it always will remain fresh in my mind Am so sorry had to leave the others behind. As soon as this very one up I finally type You no longer will have to go ahead and gripe My two cats are...

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the width is wider than the span of life-- time to let go! life is wider than our span on earth ...

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