Willingly Poems - Poems about Willingly

WILLINGLY I should do the most good...

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He did not tell me anything bad, till I needed to sit down till my legs ended to shake. ...

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Dear Paladin Vampire, I eagerly await our first indulgence, that initial gaze into charming eyes; All my life I have loathed being mortal, for you daylight I would willingly sacrifice; A courtship beyond my imagination, rose hip covered sheets and being wooed; We’ll leave fellow romantics covetous, my Love offer me this entanglement! Sunset spray painting us in the sky, you can taste me...

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Is it not foolish to make detachment a goal, when both our hearts beat as one? True it is, soul mate, since love alone is real, our entwinement pleases God....

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Unidentified extraterrestrial(s) willingly abducted me As a divergence from the apocalyptical, dialectical, geomorphological, judgmatical, metaphorical, philosophical..., I share an out of this (webbed wide) world, light hearted anecdote ye may find far fetched. Believe me you, an unspecified number of years ago, yours truly availed himself as an experimental subject, and since then subsequently no longer fears dark shadows shimmering within outer limits of...

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he was enthralled more than entranced immensely delighted she captured him in her web he went willingly with a smile on his face...

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Will you be my true love Alas, will you stand alone With me in the garden Shall we hold hands Will you allow me to pray for you Over and over again Can we worship God And parallel shall we be On bended knees As we look to the sky Our eyes Our eyes swell wait As...

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California loses its finest citizens …acceptable losses America loses its drug riddled youth …acceptable losses Texas loses its southern border …acceptable losses Our manufacturing base auctioned away …acceptable losses Native Peoples crying on reservations …acceptable losses The electorate abandoned and sold down the drain …acceptable losses Our finest and bravest fighting forever wars …acceptable losses Our schools now a swamp and our teachers inept …acceptable losses We talk to our smart...

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A parody of 'Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night' Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa to Dylan Thomas Do not go willingly into the dark night Evil lurks in shadows at the end of each day Rage, rage against the things that cause fright Though wicked ones know wrong from...

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To Willingly Let Go To willingly let go Of all the things that cause you pain The entanglements of life The things that cause you strife Choose to cast it at His feet Don't pick it up or retreat Allow the water of His word To wash away The tears The time we waste When we hang on The peace we forfeit Joy we lose Surrender to the will of One...

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I am not the sum of my very own regret, I am my very, gratitude for all of them - when I continue to allow them to teach me! As I walk upright within and outwardly and despite the struggle with all of this life continuing. With and in and through my gratitude for my ever-advancing idea...

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Lock me in a tower, tie me to the bed. The secrets that you whispered, play inside my head. Tell me Again, you want me. Show me, HAVE NO FEAR! Please!! I beg.... Touch me, More! Like that, Right here..... Somewhere far away On a moonless night, torture me, endlessly.... I promise, I'll pretend to fight.... Fine is the line between pleasure and pain. Punish me with ecstasy, strip me of my shame.... Satisfy my dark desire. I'm burning deep inside... Willing to be enslaved...

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there was a woodsman that lived in rosewood approached a nymph sleeping in underwood a gambler loved by the bards sat down with a deck of cards with sleight of hands lost his axe, boots and hood 4/11/2018...

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When I first heard the thundering bombs it was long ago on a starry night in the jungles of Vietnam answering the call of a distant war. I still hear the sounds of falling marines coming from afar. I was young and full of life and unprepared to die, but still the roar of guns and cannons filled the...

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Beyond the swelling ache the barrenness throbbing inside. More than the tightness in my limbs are the swirling over-wrought thoughts. Beneath my exterior daily grind of leadership a sensitive waits to surrender her pain . My will is asserted each day. in discipline, reason, compassion, and answers. Each day I am the...

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