Yet Poems - Poems about Yet

Isn't it funny how you can be surrounded by many people but feel so alone It appears you have a social life because you're always checking your phone But could it be an addiction to living life through the photos of others Feeling an overwhelming sense of joy when seeing emotions by lovers People talk with you but...

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I’m not there yet and that’s ok Two steps forward one and half step backward The war is won by inches not feet I’ve been here and my vision is blurred That’s ok because I know the fog isn’t forever Sometime you have to take a hit to get a hit Bittersweet deserves its own hotel key Despite it all I still...

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Everything this person say, think and do revolves around money. There was a saying that “Money is the root of all evil.” I beg to differ. Money is not the root, the love of money is. The need and greed to be that obsessed displays someone who is possessed. The need to control it all, to want...

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Where do I stand When presented with a choice Transported by a full force That lands me in a false chance Yet, I stand. Breaking the shackles That held me in my ankles So tight like a buckle Wrapped in my knuckles Yet, I stand. What is given is a Token The heart that bleeds is broken The life that fades is taken Certain thoughts can't be...

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"I'm not sure if the love that brought us together was worth the pain that tore us apart." ~ Boomsumo.com I have to unlearn what some label 'love' not the kind that coos like a turtle dove That's the type of romance that makes you dance But I was struck by lightning from above with emotions that never had...

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“I’d rather love a million times and have my heart broken every time, than hold a permanently empty heart forever.” –H.C. Paye ........................................................... Pure wickedness sets you apart, Meanwhile, true love you led me to assume. You purposefully broke my heart, Leaving my vases filled with wilted blooms. Yet I deter not; my heart lives to love, Through many heartbreaks, still I'm...

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“Blessed are the poor in spirit” I am broken by my pride and arrogance How should I ever see the kingdom of heaven “Blessed are those who mourn” My sins and offenses are innumerable Why would I deserve comfort “Blessed are the meek” I struggle with anger and aggression What makes me worthy of any inheritance “Blessed are those who hunger and...

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I can also say that, in my heart, I firmly believe... Since my youth, before bedtime, kneeling on my bare knees, I prayed to God. I prayed that way until I reached the age of 50. From that time onwards, I pray a bit different, but it doesn't matter, the essence is the same, and...

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You are not here, yet you've never truly left, you are like a dream wrestling in the morning mist, floating in the silence between two deep breaths, where my heart awaits the echo of a forgotten name. My words are swallows caught in memories, flying through the sky of our lost twilight, and sometimes I smile as if I've found solace, but...

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if it were up to me i wouldn't be here. i would have left a long time ago. but others expect things of me. things that i have to do. and so i do them. and i'm not dead yet. from the minute we are born, we are treated like clay. carefully handled, molded by the hands of each person we come in contact with. so i'm sorry...

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Bullies exude a malevolent force And victims suffer their mean hellish toll What is their ultimate unpleasant goal? Are we their punish-for-pleasure resource? It’s more than their world’s an OCD course Where we’re just glass marbles that they can roll They’re addicts who relish life as a troll Like unwelcome Vikings from cold lands Norse These predators think they’re on a high horse They...

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I lost a child She was climbing trees One blink And my eyes open To writing leftover love poems Stolen from years I can't remember And no one cares to read Their true masterpiece Lost in the trees A young girl used to play in...

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You walked the earth with soil-stained hands, A woman sowing life with tender plans, Did you know your touch could wake in me A heartbeat trapped in root and seed? Each morning came with songs you hummed, Soft sunlit hymns that made me come— I reached for more than chlorophyll, A stillborn wish the wind kept still. Yet I knew the warmth beneath...

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The storm sneaked into the valley She had no forethought of what she might do But the more she thought about the town And what they had done to her trees The angrier she became These morons had cut down almost every tree around her meadow There was no windbreak, so she figured they deserved an EF5 She came in quietly, just...

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Forget riffs of regrets But To the hilt We tilt to Inbuilt lilt A guilt quilt Can jilt & wilt But No tiffs with what ifs Won’t let you fret Circumspect.. I find Older you get Bet..more honest…more kind Care more..know more Late bloomer rumour Embraces candour...humour Respect velvety vagaries Traces of reflect Suspect future’s the tutor Detect serendipity the suitor Evolution..glints of revolution Pip that convoluted New Year’s tip Genuinely don’t genuflect No sorrow...deflect hints...

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