Content Poems - Poems about Content

His arm surrenders around my waist not capture, not lie down but as if, it's his natural instinct to do so and he's no more fighting it His hands lightly cascade down my hair a small admiration a soft sigh he tries to not gain my attention but I know, he loves it whenever my eyes meet his And I like it too, a tad...

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It's being used here for emphasis denaturing and altering the structure of germy surfaces. Anti bacterium was created from the need to both clean and eliminate funk and bacteria. Vegetative Forms of bacteria can be cleaned with alcohols. But have no affect on either spores and viruses. Disinfecting to eliminate antimicrobial were antibiotics are used to help eliminate the infestations. Ozone generators and Anti odor beads...

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I never truly Realized Until I became An adult The significance Of me, a loner Requiring no attention Just myself And that, that makes Me content ...

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From the mid-1950's thenceforth to the mid-seventies in the Great White North, over the course of many moons, there came from this country some really great tunes. For those of us young at heart (or not-so-old) we had Neil Young's Cinnamon Girl and Heart of Gold. And when they were at their very peak, The Band sang The Weight and Up on...

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Imagine this, I put up like this, There is no end to it, The night came in, The creeps give the chills, I wonder how to feel, It is the sequel, The storyline is captivating, Very eye-catching, The movie Serpent is in search, For a more dramatic and chaotic impact, In this hour of darkness, I can still feel the sensational, Of going on an adventurous journey, Is this...

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It is twenty two o’clock in time Where days without numbers drop A pocket watch falls with broken hands Lost, out of sync with reality There where winds breath in shadows Consumed by the sun’s last light Taking secrets where they may go Into insanity where reason goes There in the...

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It is twenty two o’clock in time Where days without numbers drop A pocket watch falls with broken hands Lost, out of sync with reality There where winds breath in shadows Consumed by the sun’s last light Taking secrets where they may go Into insanity where reason goes There in the...

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Just be content With what you have And be grateful That you have it....

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if I had a time machine I would go back and change myself for my attitude was negative back in the day I would bring myself paints for I never had them, and they are my largest joy I would have loved them as a child! my parents were content they liked their lives the way they were I would not change a thing for...

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Want, not the need ...

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Humanity's produced all through the ages A thin but steady stream of brilliant sages. Good and Evil... the Meaning of Life... The causes of all our confusion and strife... Good guidance and advice come from their careful pondering As we, their students, through our lives we're wandering. Now at last a new sage shines so bright: She knows EVERTHING -- and is...

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Sending, receiving, a day-to-day living With all bits and pieces that look quite alike Once you step back, there’s no sign of retrieving As if your body and mind went on strike It isn’t much different kind of existence Everything goes, as it used to, although Something is missing, or put on a distance Which is in practice the same, as you...

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Above the Melting Ice Soft white skin, taut and smooth. Insulated from the Arctic cold, Snuggled warm in its wetsuit, he sleeps. Protected from predators, Camouflaged as a mound of snow, Ignoring sounds of cracking and popping. Each inhale releases, exhales, The slightest shift in movement, Flippers anchored to his round form. Slow to stir, he scratches. Returning to the place of...

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Dawn is the best time for watching frolicsome birds in my garden Listening to their chirping, cooing, tweeting to each other, My life seems fulfilled…although I know, Everything is transient, we all are proceeding to the inevitable, Only the path is different - for some of us, more difficult than others. Birds don’t care if I am listening to...

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Content such a beautiful way to feel Complete and whole Happy to be me With a blessed abundant soul!...

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