Wrinkles Poems - Poems about Wrinkles

I'm not the youth I used to be I think that's got its worthwhile perks though the mirror sometimes disagrees With wisdom came a couple wrinkles and a few dear friends who stood the test of time I'm not the youth I used to be I don't think I'd have the stamina to start it all again it's taken all my energy...

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These wrinkles are precious I have earned every one Through fears I have faced And battles lost and won With laughter and smiles I wear around my eyes Through acceptance, denial Not hearing the lies With patience and kindness Compassion and care Letting go when I had to And having to dare Stepping up, Stepping back Standing my ground Quietly, dignified Not making a sound I have stood up and...

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“With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come” From The Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare I enjoy the mirth I like the laughter I can do without the old wrinkles! ...

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Will soon turn ninety that's over the hill But the Highland Fling I'm able to do still As my kilt flips up One can see I'm no pup Got wrinkles on my wrinkles I'm heading downhill! ...

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Wrinkles, wrinkles, wrinkles. Lines stretching, Deepening with age. Etched stories of life. Wrinkles bursting around the mouth. Spraying sunbursts from eyes. Settling in on brows that shift. The portrait of success! Anyone with less, ...

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I have inked my verses All day for so long Poured my soul in pages But got nothing in return For being a full time poet Poverty has ruined my life Crippled my very spirit Humiliation and neglect follows me everywhere My wrinkles and weary eyes Speak of misery and destitution So I have decided To forsake my pen...

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Will you still love me…when my lustrous black hair your fingers are ever drawn to, turns thin and dull and gray? When that youthful glow and my rosy cheeks wrinkle and my beauty fades? Will you still love me…When you no longer recognize the sultry sway of my hips? The sparkle in my eyes goes flat, along with...

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Time wrinkle, grey crinkles, not too late, peace meditate!...

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fishing lines from boats send waters rippling soft across lakes surface...

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Stoic she sits As an oyster lacking a grain of sand No Pearl of Great Price or wisdom to share. Stoic she sits A smile adorns her face while we hold hands, ...

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Closer to the end have I come ~ I enter wrinkle contests for fun...

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This is a famous a poem by Mirza Ghalib, a famous poet from India. “Umar bhar Ghalib ye bhool karta raha, chere pe thi dhool, ayena saaf kata raha" A translation: Ghalib, all his life, made the same mistake, Dust on his face, as he constantly tried to shake, Polishing the mirror, his reflection to forsake. My adaptation for...

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Not all my faults were mine See, if you follow every line, Cracked yearly by life's quakes After every turn she takes What did not fall apart Was recycled, to restart, Not knowing now or then She'd fractured, yet again Basking on bone and skin A wrinkle forms, o, so thin, A crevice I cannot erase From neither body or face Find me...

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mist rises across the mountain’s wrinkles painting the hills in His silent embrace rain, His blessing, gently falls in sprinkles mist rises across the mountain's wrinkles laughing, singing, glistening with twinkles pausing to pray for His abiding grace mist rises across the mountain's wrinkles painting the hills in His silent embrace ...

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Will soon turn eighty-eight, that's over the hill But the Highland Fling, I'm able to do still As my kilt flips up One can see I'm no pup With wrinkles on my wrinkles I'm heading downhill...

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