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In The Dark | Poemsfortheheart
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Let me wow you with my words. I should go now quietly. Not wanted by my own kin. This house is falling. Old words holding rigidly. Palter is this house. Resting on top of our shoulders. That wounds the only way. That we used to love. Weeping in the dark. Waiting for our makers. Suffering we shale live. Never again will we be able. To distinguish the happens of home. On September 29, 2012 at 11:58 am Comments (1). To TrackBack this entry is:. Feed for comments on this post. One Comment Leave a comment.
Far too red | Poemsfortheheart
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Let me wow you with my words. Stop this world from bleeding,. It is far too red. This pain in the air,. It’s filling up my lungs,. It’s intoxicating to my carcass,. It’s breaking down my ribs. This pain in the air,. It’s far stronger than grace,. It’s blinding these eyes,. It’s clinging to my temple. Stop this world from bleeding red,. It is far too dead. On October 11, 2012 at 9:43 pm Leave a Comment. To TrackBack this entry is:. Feed for comments on this post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
Heavenly Gaze | Poemsfortheheart
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Let me wow you with my words. Tear my limbs off they are useless. Turn them into weeds that reach. Into your heavenly gaze. Rip my weeds from the ground. For the flowers to bloom. My mind is a dual sword. Sinking slowing in the sand’s. Of a hopeless life. Made of my brother’s whispers. Hush the voices in my metal brain. Take my body, burn it to ashes. Take my broken fragments. Of what is left of my memory. And piece them together one by one. To show the beauty that once was. Naked before your eyes. Post ...
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Let me wow you with my words. Seven black paintings hang wrong on the wall. Eleven dead men din drunk in this hall. Three Black knights hold the keys to this morgue. One is lost in the deep dark lies of the unknown. One is lost to the rage of the old. One is lost and to that I hold. The sun goes bold,. My heart goes home. Death makes its way to my unknown. And when the keys are lost to that you know,. The path to death will be just as you sow. On July 20, 2012 at 10:50 pm Leave a Comment. I am painting t...
Days Gone | Poemsfortheheart
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Let me wow you with my words. Opening to my hate. In the eyes of the hoary. On September 21, 2012 at 8:05 pm Leave a Comment. To TrackBack this entry is:. Https:/ poemsfortheheart.wordpress.com/2012/09/21/days-gone/trackback/. Feed for comments on this post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Another Sneak Sneak! | remyLou Photography
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There's magic in the everyday. Skip to primary content. October 3, 2011. Sneak Peak of my brother Jesse’s birthday shoot. This entry was posted in new projects. And tagged boat house. By remy.Lou Photography. 2 thoughts on “ Another Sneak Sneak! October 3, 2011 at 4:08 pm. October 3, 2011 at 4:51 pm. So change your gravatar already! 🙂 it helps a lot that your so naturally photogenic, must be in your blood – being related to a photographer in all.😉. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.
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Poems for Preppers
Thursday, April 28, 2016. Every day I try. Just enough to get by. Too much not to rise. People have it worse I try to sympathize. When will my day be. When will I play free. How can I not be. Who would not want me. This whole thing just ain't working for me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Thank you so much to everyone who has donated! Please consider even a small donation! Poems for Preppers All Rights Proudly Reserved 2016. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.
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Just another WordPress.com site. October 1, 2016. This poem was inspired by the 2016 version of the Black Eyed Peas’ song, Where is the Love? I’ve been thinking a lot about Aleppo and the song has inspired me to share what I’ve been feeling and reflecting on. What has happened to humanity? Or better yet, where is humanity? I wonder this as I watch our world,. Our world that has been hurting deeply by the brutality,. The pervasive brutality that has harmed so many. And it’s been vicious around the world,.
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Poemsfortheheart | Let me wow you with my words.
Let me wow you with my words. I am the leviathan, the serpent of the sea;. With skin like blood fire, with a heart as hard as a millstone,. With breathe as foul as death, with one head but many many babbling demons. That all scream out; some father you are, some lover, some friend, some man,. Some bother, some christian. I am the false prophet. I have lies so clever they sound like truth, I am the silver tongue man. I have hands so bleached white like snow. The same water that. With my silver tongue.
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Poetry for the Homeland
Poetry for the Homeland. I created this page in order to provide readers with poems from the Arab Nation translated into English. Later, I decided to add poems that were written in English as well. I will continue to add poetry as time permits. Other sites by Nabila Harb. Poems of the Arab Nation. Poems of the Arab Nation in English. Culture and Customs of the Palestinians. Modern Arabic Poetry Anthology. View my complete profile. Friday, May 28, 2010. First point of entry:. You will not hear me scream,.
Poems for the Journey | Poems and Readings along the Road Less Traveled…
Poems for the Journey. Poems and Readings along the Road Less Traveled…. 8230; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers… St. Crispen’s Day Speech – William Shakespeare. September 19, 2010. St Crispen’s Day Speech William Shakespeare. Henry V, 1599. Enter the KINGWESTMORELAND. O that we now had here. But one ten thousand of those men in England. That do no work to-day! KING What’s he that wishes so? No, my fair cousin;. If we are mark’d to die, we are enow. To do our country loss; and if to live,. Just s...
A Hand Along the Journey: Poems for the King from One Pilgrim to Another
A Hand Along the Journey: Poems for the King from One Pilgrim to Another. Saturday, December 24, 2016. Why "Silent Night" Wasn't Silent. This is a poetry blog, but today's thoughts are in prose. Can you imagine how long of a poem it would have been to convey everything? Yesterday at 1:11pm my husband and I headed to the children’s hospital with our 19 month old daughter. We didn’t walk out of that building until 8:00, and the intervening hours were not dull, to say the least…. 8221; Point taken. May I tr...
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Poems for the medicated
Poems for the medicated. Monday, October 29, 2012. I try to live. To say “I’m. Friday, October 26, 2012. Monday, October 15, 2012. For those who don't know me from my psychology side, here is a post from the "new existentialists.". It is about some reflections that I have learned by looking at trees in the woods. Http:/ www.newexistentialists.com/posts/10-15-12. Monday, October 1, 2012. T little the and sgn. Sunday, September 23, 2012. Friday, September 21, 2012. We will not stop. View my complete profile.
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poemsforthewheeling
April 3, 2015. I see you smirking because you know you don’t have to raise the baby. I know you think you the man but truthfully you’re just lazy. What kind of man can just abandon a life they began. Let alone a teenage girl, just leaving them to struggle in the world. With only herself and her mother, knowing people gonna talk a school. But you were only focused on getting what was in between her thighs. Willing to do it no matter if you had to use any kind of lies. Yeah you’re not there now. I see you ...
