Snares Poems - Poems about Snares

Ohhhhh, addiction, a cage, A cage that not only ensnares the body but the soul. Ohhhh, addiction, the cankerworm, That gnaws through the roots of success. "Just one more," it whispers, "This game is nice..." And it lures you deeper, Feeding thoughts of endless indulgence, Urging you to continue that addictive behavior. Ohhhh, youths, ohhh, children, flee!...

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Motivated by jealousy she spitful undermined my intentions far to much to mention: intruding on my happiness making it harder for me to be the person I wanted to be as stoic as it seems I'm lacking happiness lacking valor rantings it's more like constant chantings in a relationship I'm pushed to the side interferance with my advances in awe taking second glances I couldn't beleive what I saw the odd one out just tagging...

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There are these lessons I locked away Buried deep where my soul's shadows play. Lessons from the childhood tales I was told On how to be a man, brave and bold. As a child, I grew up, gay and bold Son of a village teacher paid in Gold I had everything a village boy could desire Love and opportunities to inspire. Little did...

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Caught in the snares of a night divided between the sacred and the profane, where the stars seem to whisper forgotten secrets, I find myself in search of truth, on a journey that parts the veil of self-knowledge, where every tear of light, every shadow reveals fragments of an esoteric existence, woven from fragile hopes and deep doubts. Religion, like...

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My first love, a lovely girl then in her sixteen, Floated across the corn fields dancing with breeze, Wearing a short, flying frock with color of sea-green, While dropping her gloves to trick her mom — police. The scene grew in my heart, and I wrote my first piece. On a gloomy, warm afternoon, I saw through...

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I fell in a trap, that was set for me. along life's path which I did not see. had my eyes been on Jesus, the one who can guide, the snare set by satan, I would have spied. but my eyes were on me and which way I could take, while focusing on self, I didn't see the snake. be...

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