Gone(A) Poems - Poems about Gone(A)

SHE IS NOT GONE- She's not gone, she is not gone She's in the arms Of our all ever conscious Father God she is not gone We rejoice her trip We suffer not hardship For she is and has gone back home absent from the body present before God Children look at yourselves Look at what Mother Chlorine, your Father's has done; each one blessed...

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"Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them here and there: even the last flower is withered: yet there is a...

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Hope is not hopeless unless it's gone Lost is not lost unless it's found Where is the lightening And there's no energy fire I am deaf yet hear the sounds Hope is not hopeless unless it's gone Love is not love if you just say it Hearts will not beat if the spirit vacated Where is the peace in the minds...

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She wasn't one to worry, never saw her cry Still she was melancholy, never told me why Now she's gone a wanderin', didn't tell me where Didn't ask where she'd go,the chance is I've been there For I have been a loser in a game of hearts And traveled the byways in unfamiliar parts The road's a common one, we all...

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Out of the bosom of eternal bliss In which I reigned with glorious sire Out of my comfort zone With dreams to fall a sleep to No widow to be remorseful to during cold nights A laid bed of roses to lie down at sundown Surrounded by down to earth people Valleys and slopes to...

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Out of the bosom of eternal bliss In which I reigned with glorious sire Out of my comfort zone With dreams to fall a sleep to No widow to be remorseful to during cold nights A laid bed of roses to lie down at sundown Surrounded by down to earth people Valleys and slopes to...

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Out of the bosom of eternal bliss In which I reigned with glorious sire Out of my comfort zone With dreams to fall a sleep to No widow to be remorseful to during cold nights A laid bed of roses to lie down at sundown Surrounded by down to earth people Valleys and slopes to...

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Since you’ve been gone…. The flowers have lost their color The sun refuses to give its light The moon weeps in her sorrow And days have turned into night Since you’ve been gone Since you’ve been gone… The birds sing a mournful requiem The wind moans at the windowsill The sea threatens and billows The starlight has grown suddenly dim Since you’ve been gone Since you’ve been...

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You going to slip If you stay in your corner  Your going to flip back A dirty right angle  Your voice is gonna crack Your words are gonna snap If I have the opportunity  I can create a new identity  My voice only in your memory You'll never see me again...

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January, beckons the army February, joining the infantry March, with a bride in church April, young wife looking frail May, new life well on the way June, whistling a fatherly tune July, days passing rapidly by August, feeling down and lost September, a marching order October, consumed by his fear November, home now a cadaver December, darkest time of year....

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in the supermarket i need my shopping trolley for protection protection from the product promises of redemption & immortality protection from the people the masses of crazy consumers crying for the truth in a place filled with more fluoro lighting than heaven a place where great hunters hang around fridges full of frozen fish-fingers & piss in each others ear about how food has no flavour anymore...

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