Unresponsive Poems - Poems about Unresponsive

...and our next reason is lesson for lesson of reason removes me and begins a new seasons discipline of natures unresponsive unawareness of my reason for her hurtless path, noble children are needing to......

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...The line that connects is an illusion we float past every origin and end are unresponsive to the light fantastic I know because I've never worn yellow you know because we've never met these wo......

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...God wished this infant to see the world. Sent to an erroneous stage where life would be a curl The little one loved her life, but not for too long In the era of adolescence; Trust started to tear ......

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... I have a slip of memory, when you casually took the initiative and passed my water bottle to a friend of mine whom I couldn't reach. I shared a laugh for the first time with you. *For the ......

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...Love has its bronze. I responded with: "What do you mean? Lukas, talk with me!" He turned around and said: "Time is getting near, but, it's nothing worth to give your all." His tears suddenly fl......

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... October Rain Is it simply a case of precipitation, moist warm air condensation or are they God’s tears showering us with love, as rain washes away our sorrows, in the hope of bright......

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...V. "The Great Collective Awakening" Aren't we the true definitive problem, not just astray- malignant corporations… Or unresponsive governments ? We are fault......

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...you can't resist my skin let me fall into my feminity we're all saved there as I morph to delicate sirenesque of the sky you mak......

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...Compassion Fatigue Resentment looks a lot like Narcan in a sharp and feels like it’s forcing out my will. I grab them both; Naloxone and the tarp, the outcome undetermined by my skill. Same gu......

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...The Truth Of This Magnitude” Obstinate defiance from an indignant child Consummate reliance on the spirit of the Wild Intricate compositions of meticulous art A syndicate of derision that ......

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...Father’s toes are steel-capped, Rough, worn-out leather, a layer Of thick polish that cracks With each bend, each step. His feet carry a child’s weight, A bundle of laughter and bouncing curl......

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...The empty buildings explored Pockets of time and people They have moved on and won't ever return But the door is open, I look inside It is so easy to observe a life Cassette tapes, clot......

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...“All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini.”—Jack Freestone All a “man” really wants is a “girl” who looks good in a bikini? All a woman wants is someone who really doesn’t c......

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...Next day new school day. Amadeus was the first to Wake then he woke DJ and Damali And all three went for The showers. Twenty minutes Later they woke everybody else Including the adults. The......

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...In a humming white room mother was up late but unresponsive. Her face and body hooked into tubes, We stood around whispering inanities not listening to our words just the gasping sounds of the ......

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