Toxins Poems - Poems about Toxins

flushing toxins out excretory system works thank God*, I'm relieved *1 Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. October 2, 2023 1st place, "A HI-POO SENRYU" Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by John lawless; judged on 10/30/2023...

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I once compared myself to black mold; the toxic kind that spreads Contaminating surfaces, only feelings of regret What used to be a room full of people, now has no one left Wondering if I’ve caused this, was it something that I said? Questions go unanswered, that’s when it starts to spread Like a ball of yarn unraveling; from a single thread I’m...

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Sea anemone’s tentacles toxins kill But the clownfish has a special skill. Poison immune Will return soon Bringing food to sea anemone, regular drill....

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The universe is an enormous place Where we can measure distance in light years But fragility lives within that space And is the cause of many human fears Oceans we sail and the air that we taste Are more fragile than the strands of spun glass Streams and rivers run foul with toxic waste As they threaten to destroy us en masse But...

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injection of emotional toxins poisoning the heart with disdain creating unrealistic impressions from a negative standpoint causing the world to be seen through eyes of resentment...

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Toxins in your body Toxins on your skin We put all these things into our bodies in an aim to be beautiful and thin Some are very potent, and very strong others are illegal and very very wrong all these things can harm your body, they don't do you any good. just be happy with who you are and treat yourself to...

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The blessed boys of Ireland, proclaiming another Soulful note; their favourite topic Love, and a child upon an April morn, where a shot rang out; twas time's curtain torn Resurrecting dreams thought lost while babies bled; heart's repressed by chains they wore Ancient doctrine, from his Potter's fields ? ...

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I write what I know, and know what I write. I travel through time, every rhyme with might. Ruminating the past; its wrongs and its rights. Any time of the day, and any darkness of night. I pen history and its future, as small as it seems, Inking a mission, my pen shadows my dreams. I engrave bits of pain, through...

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The toxins leak- Into my lungs, scathing them, Painfully I exhale, It doesn’t even cross my mind....

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In my mind where they exist See the trees amidst the forest Speckled dust tossed at risk Somewhat salted my recompense Every time I eat or drink Ephemeral ghosts when they appear Crooked hand out of nowhere Throws the dust in nourishment Training me to then accept Every time I eat or drink Never dare to leave alone Liquid, cup or glass Upon a brief vacation...

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