Barefooted Poems - Poems about Barefooted

Clouds adrift across the blue sky, like sailing ships over serene sea on a sunny afternoon. Two barefooted boys beach-comb for treasures that have washed ashore, on the warm sandy beach leaving footprints behind; listening to the resonant sonorousness sounds of the sea, as cold sea air rolling inland ruffles their hair. A calm...

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Maybe I will merge with you on a Friday sermon In a time of congregation prayer From upstairs, with all my questions of Khushoo' and khudoo' I would see people and people, their shirts, logos on those jerseys There will be request in a softer voice to turn off all those cell phones. I would see those windows, chandeliers...

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Deeper Reasons Barefooted Come here, now you! Don't hesitate one second, not even two! I don't care if it is the Spring season, let me whisper into your snuggly ear... My unblushing, clandestine, deeper reason! Here in the dark~~~barefooted, we! In a timeless, forever, amaranthine rhapsody. Cordialement Votre, Panagiota 5/7/2019 4:15pm PST ...

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Once A Wild Child, Playing Barefooted In Deep Snow Until you have walked the hard path, felt its brutal cold stopped believing this world, in it great lies being sold do not ever step forth and dare try to ridicule me for I am a seeding planted beneath Truth's great tree. Taught from birth, Nature is far greater friend than...

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skies of rainbow blue as ocean moves girl’s sassy swirls of soft tangled hair, where pearls would dare clasp its curls glow in her eyes special gentle blue waves flow of tear drops buckets full beautiful mud stain blush cheeks Oh, such a handful only three feet high arms full of endless hugs and pretty please barefooted, dirty, and grass stain knees while...

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When Suns are young and we are born Not needing shoes to kick the womb A maze of mirrors, gates to the unknown Erects us tall blinding hearts with hopes... And we pretend we know the way Although there are so many lefts The rights are few, we change our shoes The thickness of the Soul.?..depending on the distance... "I close my...

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Amid a tempting generation Is the presence of extreme desecration History beckons on history Evil now occupies mans memory Where is love? Where is peace? What has affected mankind like a disease In the land,i search for purification Only to behold with mine eyes "Moral degradation" I weep,i wail,i think,i am pale For to mankind i ask,"which...

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