At Birth Poems - Poems about At Birth

In the process of Knowing you He came to talk So interesting With speech While my mate walked ...with you Alone, it seemed Uninterested in me He lodged with beasts I preferred beauty And the questions Hanging on trees ...forbidden I reached for fruit You said nothing As I communed You are too Companion to me Though both doomed ...to death The creature violated Me, again and again As I yelled your name I knew you would come For...

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How could anyone in their right mind Choose war over peace Conflict over stability Upset over a smooth flow Please enlighten me before I pass into the ages Maybe I'm missing a few brain cells But it is totally illogical to me We carry on with our day to day activities But looming in the back of the minds Of all the peace loving...

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At birth I was "BORN With "The Spirit Of God within Me"! A little bit later "In Time", I met with "The Spirit Of The Only Begotten Son Of The Living God "who is "Jesus Christ.I now realize and know "The Lord"."There is a "Lord of Lords",and a "King Of Kings".The King of Kings...

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Life Doesn't Begin At Birth (Try, Fail, Rebound) When you're down depressed in a heap and you see their want is all they seek when you feel you've died but heart beats numb are your nerves your worst fears have fallen into place when you've lost it all as it's gone to waste and love fell short never there to trace couldn't be...

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Twins! Our mother was excited Until she met me. I was the odd one. My sister was thrilled But I was thrown out at birth. My sister came back to visit sometimes Until she forgot Too socialized to come back I was the wrong color Not my fault But I paid the price Wrong color. Wrong life....

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At Birth By: Tom 11-6-2019 Each life is like a taper seen burning bright, Consuming our wick illuminating the night. By mid life we’ve reached our burns climax, Later comes a flicker, then a puddle of wax. ...

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At Birth Written: by Miracle man 9-3-2019 life’s mast was hoisted and sails unfurled, And while I’ve never became a man of the world. I’ve done my best with what God has given, And by a fecund imagination I’ve been driven. Like Jonah, I too, was found inside a great fish, Jesus gave me hope and now I cease to wish. From the...

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father gave me ambitions mother gave me hope society gave me red eyes but I picked myself from dustbin...

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Mind to wander Soul to paratroop Body to decay...

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There I was conceived at birth if then all my life I could've seen all that was planned in my future asking what does all this mean? It was in these early weeks of life that tongue was tied staying every day what thoughts had I in these times? no one knows about this lump of clay At that time my mother gave...

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To be of nature apart from myself And find its meaning is threaded from birth To be male or female, to be one self As two are one, its strange value or worth To find there is beauty to pursue To be male , yet be gentle to comply And understand empathy has value To see a feminine world through a male...

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Such a romantic soul am I But I live my life in limbo As time flays by Each day one step further To the grave Cursed by loneliness Void of love I so need and crave. It hurts so much when I am in town With so many women and couples around Everyone seems to have someone but me I am just another face...

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How could anyone in their right mind Choose war over peace Conflict over stability Upset over a smooth flow Please enlighten me before I pass into the ages Maybe I'm missing a few brain cells But it is totally illogical to me We carry on with our day to day activities But looming in the back of the minds Of all the peace loving...

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No baby smiles on birth Once tender In a beautiful World all was peaceful Water running from Her body to keep The tender alive Day by day The tender grow With no stress Oh The tender feed From her body What ever so come there was No hunger Neither anger There was enough Oh there was no Laws or rules Only that of nature Was for the tender Day...

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lost child haunts me small finger whispers on my neck I keep this to myself I keep her to myself imagine dark brown eyes of mine mind drifts to her sweet face lost at birth I will always miss you sweet girl...

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