Without Poems - Poems about Without

We had so many days Without the sun That rain on and off It was horrible Because the sky was Always grey I didn't go out During the rainy days I decided to catch up On my sleep Because I was very tired And I woke up Every single day At noon Then I watch a little bit Of television Then when it was 5:00 PM I went back to bed sleep I...

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Inspired by Bob Dylan's song "Abandoned Love" —————————————— Your fire burns deep in my ocean, But where is the ash of its burn? It's a movement without motion— A facemask fixed on the stern. I would rather fight a phantom, Than see your heart be fully claimed. I chose you—perhaps at random— To repair a heart love had maimed. My heart still jumps into my mouth Whenever...

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if there seems to be movement or no movement it is a story a dream without nothing there is no something and no nothing...

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Slave without the chains hurt without pain Wild yet untamed Born with out a name Why stand out while others are the same. They tell me I'm free— but my alarm clock owns my mornings, my boss owns my days, my credit score owns my dreams. the commute becomes pilgrimage to a temple of fluorescent lights where I sacrifice eight hours for numbers in an account that...

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Black without a mask What would it look like to be black without a mask? Would it look like freedom? Or would they laugh? At our attempt to be ourselves To feel like we can tell the world That we are fighting back That we are tired of being attacked That we are human and you should respect that Maybe it would feel like...

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Being raised without a father is like living with one ear and one eye Disabled is the way the child would feel leaving him to wish he would die Where are the fathers that are making the babies these days Being a father isn't a game or just a short phase It's a gift, a privilege and a responsibility You...

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## I Tonight, I dig up buried footsteps, each stone beneath my feet weighs heavy with goodbye. My shadow walks backward through forgotten maps, following roads that no longer know my name— a compass spinning wild and blind, a voice that stumbles over foreign words. ## II The city erases me as I...

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There's a place without walls. For those who swear that they are floors. and oh how they die like a flowers bloom they lie so still in forgotten tombs (It's not to late to care) Oh how I miss the lunar gloom back when stars filled the sky with forgotten tunes. Come and take my hand don't be afraid. here are all...

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In a city of fog and summerless light, London hums softly, but nothing feels right. Years have withered, your name still flows Mithila, a whisper the morning wind knows. We never danced in moonlit embrace, Nor traced our fingers across time or space. But the dots were sent… three soft ellipses… Spoke louder than touches or lover’s kisses. I heard you, without words,...

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There is one thing that I know is true. I would not have made it God without you. There were times when I knew I could not win. I sent up a prayer and you stepped in. To your word you're always true. I could not have made it God without you. Throughout my life there were many times. When I thought...

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He forgot how his jaw used to stretch in loud laughter. No mirrors to watch his days— just windows, and distant eyes. His beard trimmed by finger’s feel, a chunk missed Here and there. He looked well in belts and socks, even handsome under the sun. No one asked if he still knew the shaded glint in his own eyes— the torn shape of manly lips once easily thinned in witty smile. He dressed in shiny clothes, well ironed out but creased...

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I tried to move on But strangely I was stuck to my feelings As you left me behind I was never like that Before you came along Like the last withering leaf of winter I desperately stayed on Hoping maybe I'd survive And I did know (somewhere in the back of my mind) That if I did leave you behind Yes, Better, healthier leaves would grow But...

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Know yourself If not People gonna Write your story Forgetting your history But just for their glory. They make you feel Like you're nothing Just to make you lazy Feeling above you Then act crazy Making you the villain Just put you on surveillance. Steadily watching Your moves and motives So they can put you On slow motion Causing confusion Leaving you...

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I am tired of pretending that anger is a flaw. It burns through me clean, and still they ask for smiles while standing knee-deep in the ashes. I wasn't born to swallow my tongue. I wasn't raised to fold myself just so others could stretch. There were days I begged to be seen, and when they looked, they flinched- as if the truth was too sharp to...

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