Long My own style Poems

~  Thank  You  Lord ~ 
( In My  Own  Style ) 
 


~O~



Lord 
Thank You 
For Your Love 
For all You've done 
Thanks for Blessings each day 
You forgive sins,...

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You think  you know me
You think that this was destiny
You think that you and I were supposed to be for eternity
But I didn't think I deserved all your love.
You were the perfect guy sent...

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When I open your book of life,                            ...

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Dear Budding Poet,

Modern poetry is a mix of new and old with modern styles created by bending or even breaking the rules of old forms to create new ones.
Express yourself any way you want to...

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Everyday I wake up being determined
The only thing that catches this eye
in a life of mines is why they hate me so much
from my friends to foes
I get tired of childish plays
from the fellas that...

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LESSON OF NATURE 
 
           Brook broke rocks and pebbles, did much toil            ...

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How many have ever heard the song "Somewhere in Time?"
       It's a song with only music and with no words or rhyme.
 "Fantasie Impromtu" is another one written by...

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This is a letter to my inspiration and the people who inspired me to write
There's a lot of writers who I have a desire to be like
While Adding my own style from what their words...

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If I’m Not Around
I remember- the day you came home and I laid eyes on you

And I held you in my arms

Everyone says you’ll be just like me—smart and quiet

I felt jealous but for another...

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I'm just a silly little girl
Dreaming of a better world.
I smile when I hear a song I like.
I laugh when I watch a girl fight.

I'm not perfect. I'm only human.
When I have a bad day,...

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It rained on the parish as steeple bells rang
A loud burst of thunder screamed out with a bang
The doors were all locked which was never the norm
A big crowd of people stood out in the...

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Wondrous has been the journey of our soul,
beauteously unfolding like a rose,
with garnering God’s grace our sole life role,
sipping soma nectar, whilst in repose.
Perhaps our life sounds like a fairy tale 
but oh dear friends,...

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The sertraline queen of New Orleans
Getting high on her brandy and coke.
Perched on a bar stool, surveying the scene,
While she lights up another smoke.

Tom Waits is playing on the radio 
“In the neighbourhood”, plodding and...

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The moon’s luminous rays draw a silhouette on the stage
Enhancing the creativity for this nature play 
And there was light cast upon the background
Exemplifying another realm which we may not really know

Nature’s cast performance is...

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what can i say
i'm lady eagle beautiful & elegant
got her own style
i'll be coming to an area near you
soon
but right now let me tell you a litle
about this eagle of mind
this aint no introduction
only to...

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Uncertainty of something so certain
That has an uncertain end
Eternally searching for ways to mend
A broken mind with leaking emotions from a shattered vessel
It seems like I forgot what made me special
And precious
Am I jealous?
If I...

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MY SPIRIT SOARS 


"The wind rides in solitude,                           ...

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Watch me, young man, more intently this time 
I will teach you to write poetry with meter and rhyme
The way poems have been written for hundreds of years
With beauty and grace enough to bring you...

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I had the most beautiful musical experience…and it all begins…
with a thousand candles and four musicians…one cello and three violins.

This string quartet sat on a stage surrounded by candlelight
and played music from Bach to the...

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we tend to forget the time when we ourselves were very young
our own parents did not understand some of the things we had done
we had our own style of music, our own dances and points...

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Allow me to get straight into the matter.  If I have offended anyone with my poetry that 
has been posted on this site, I deeply apologize.  I'm 32 yrs old, and I am...

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Drought cooks a garden; 
foliage’s veins and arteries burn.
One wonders if rain will return; 
the ground, an abstract of cracks.
Baked by the sunlight, 
plants retreat; leave desolate dry land.

Miles of parched land, 
can’t share its...

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1/7/21


Bugs near and far from the farm swarm
Got my own style and art form
I weathered many harsh storms
Love me, and my hearts yours

People trying to help and others with no regard for
One another, events in...

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In the quiet of my mind, a river flows,
Not from here, nor there, just where creation knows.
With every stroke, I find my way,
A voice emerging in the light of day.

This is who I am, a...

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Living my life on the Dole*, 
Because my Mum told me so, 
Interview at ‘McDonalds’, but that Tyrant told me "No!", 
See, we're a family with pride, 
Don't sell fries at super-size, 
But where's the...

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