Diary Poems - Poems about Diary

Dear Diary I am self-destructive and alone, no matter how many people surround me. I dislike people with my head but love them with my heart. I always try my best to help others and put their needs above my own—even to my detriment—because I never want others to feel the way that I do. Unfortunately, this...

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Scent of tea arose knowledge is my obsession sealed like a locket. ...

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Thursday, 2025.1.16 Happy birthday to my sister. She turns a mile stone at the new corner. Now she earns the title of being a senior. Congratulations to you, my sister. Congratulations to me too. Today, I was introduced the Poetry's world. I started to post my poems, Few days later, my first piece of work, Was listed in "This Week's Featured poems". It was read...

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Why worry after life Worry what you do today Yesterday was a lesson For today is the action Tomorrow is uncertain Live life one day at a time Do the right thing You will be praise the same Our life is but a fleeting Care what you have right now Let God wrote your diary See to it that it's nicely written Your story is well portrayed And...

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Beneath a Tree - Diary Entry Winter Equinox 1670 upon the twelfth hour of Winter's gail, for a moment a glorious splashed painting appear.... as the sullin clouds run...run onward toward the east.. in a misty breath of distant dreams, I remember Basho an old friend of mine. Fugi lying silent....a summit to be reached A wind...

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Diary from 1984 I witnessed thee unthinkable this resulted in the fbi warning me my life was in danger my children lives were in danger that's when I began wearing wires pregnant buying weapons and drugs from corrupt junk sick officers for many years I was tormented suffering from mental illness in silence ashamed...

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Society sure has a lot to say on how middle-aged women should behave. Who dares to sanction that fire still alive inside? In this her fiftieth year, she curses her sex-drive. For she has prayed for years for someone to love, Imposed voluntary abstinence to honour the Man above. Perhaps, she shall marry at sixty-five Until then, the fight continues...

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Dear Diary words When I first started being a Poet, I always wondered how my words sound? Was I meant to be a Poet? Do I have the need and purpose to write? It was a life learning situation Finding my own observation The courage within Determined then Knowing writing wasn’t a sin Inspiration always in doing words transform That’s the norm It took a little...

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Date May 2051 Hey Diary I'm happier now. I've been On the pizza palace patrol Parole For a few weeks now. The month Of May is winding down. A few days To go. June 2051 I'm oh so nervous about tomorrow. Diary I want this job! Oow. It's 12:55 In the morning! I should go to...

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May 2051 Dear diary I think I'll try for a part Time job which I just know beyond Anything I'm gonna hate! So I'll work It out um. Without a doubt. I just Don't wanna sit at home to much! I think I'm getting fat. I have a dreaded OB appointment in 5 days. The baby Oh Walik is really...

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From “I love you” to a habit And old habit melts away Till you doubt if you had it Ever since that summer day Like green leaves turn gold and brown To be scattered everywhere So are we, when coming down ( “he’s not there”, “she’s not there”) “I am honest every moment” You can say, but so can I Honesty won’t...

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I want you to come to me With all the reasons good. With nothing much to worry about, Less to be misunderstood. I want you to look at me With love and care and hope. I want you to read my eyes, Where words find little scope. I want you to be heard 'midst all And spread the dew of love. I want you to...

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Life is a diary waiting to be written Observe what is obvious what is hidden what is experienced what is felt A record of life by day by week by year by any moment Twelve diary disciples did just that Procession 1492 Columbus - America first Progression 1660 Pepys - Restoration England Obsession 1836 Darwin - origins of man Expression 1863 Davis - free black woman Impression 1906 Holden - Edwardian...

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There is something in the day that has disconnected. Syntax has gone awry with distance stretching further than thought and sentences stranded in a silence left by words that have fled the tongue. And then there is that shadow falling across passing time, its shape giving no hint as to what it is, growing when eyes look away, then appearing in...

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With your sudden guise giving Shirley poppies seeds away To Welford for the snowdrops in mid February a hushed garden with done, knuckled buddleia rose hips nipped no surplus food for the birds Spring like weather down the South no snow to contend ...

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