Worthful Poems - Poems about Worthful

...You are the person of virtuous devotion The world has beaten you down and taken what you love Yet you never slayed by your emotion You took pity on those like you and with your wings showed them ......

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...My dead eyes can see through your blatant lies. They are no longer affected by your wolf cries. My dead eyes can read your mind, your facade no longer works , There's nothing worthful in you fo......

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...What causes me grief Is also what gives me relief... A bog of tears is what makes me think It has all disappeared, My glasses fog because of the mist. This thing is what causes my woe Yet it ......

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...My heart roared like an hungry lion In haste for prey to feed my roaring heart But tedious to capture The Lion and the Jewel departed for nine years Without saying goodbye I wandered around l......

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...Here’s Heaven As we approach the Pearly Gates Heaven’s crew anxiously awaits As our Soul soundly negotiates how to enter Heaven and debates If we lived without sinister sin the Gates......

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...Broken all over Not fixed, not once Like broken glass Hard on the outside But hollow on the inside Mistaken, Forgotten All over the floor Sharp and painful Not worthful anymore......

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...not worthful older up down rock chair serene time in a warm corner!......

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...Memories Anchor, Durable Sweet, Heterogeneous, Unforgettable A store of past life and is different all the times Realistic, Worthful, Trustable ......

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...Cease from dripping insane rain on me and drill a hole in my wall of losing-it-all...throw your explanation points on me questionably...desert the dilemma of our mind's third eye and make the truth b......

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...i still remember the first time we kissed hands we hold together,the touch of your lips in your arms where i rest,the most peaceful place for me those worthful conversations, everything is gone as......

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...Perfection flawed surely, yet he still craves to grow plain books made great by his right hand his portraits, more vivid in words than in photos his mind creates thus his hand writes and ever mor......

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...Demography, Geography, Gender. Age. Curb, Obtain, Courtship. Parenthood. The shape of life is staired, Either irregularly paired, or regularly squared. We find shame in familiar places, Stamp fame ......

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...A broken dream,a longe,a desire,a point to start of a point to end,a new yoke of a recent folds,a worthful of heart resolution,in sincerity it worth a celebration,in every dimension;it's ......

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...Who said? who heard? who shared the shame behind every fame,the pains behind every name,the death before every life? So much more to morn,in tears and pains we make every run. Every li......

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...You were always too beautiful To stand still You seek out waves of the free I wonder how it feels To swim among present life Whilst their contented bodies rest limbless upon me You see the......

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