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"climing" poems
Step by step one step at a time One by one, one step at a time Whether you are climbing up a flight of stairs Even while climing down a flight of stairs Always better to keep in mind and also follow the same Always take one step at a time. Decide first what needs to be done and then decide what needs to be done to get done what's decided first. Definitely priorities come first So always better to start with the topmost priority, followed by the next and then so on and so forth. Nature of things definitely matter, but what matters more is how to get the things done. Keeping this in mind and with this as an aim, it's always better to set priorities and follow the same. Always better to take one step at a time, followed by the next and then move on further.
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Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 9:31 AM UTC
One Step at a time
Harry the roofer Is roofing no more He lost his balance And nearly fell to floor . The ladder it seemed To to go higher and higher A voice in his head Said its time to retire . Fifty years he worked on heights Climing large houses And on building sights . But now at the age of sixty five He's done all he can And he still does survive . Harry the roofer will find it hard With all that time on his hands Away from folk back at the yard . Harry says goodbye to his friends The ones he has known for many years All there best wishes too him they do send.. Harry the roofer will reap what he's sown His house is now paid for And the children have grown . Yes Harry known as a haŕd working man He now takes it easy spends time at home He has bought a new car and sold his van.
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Dec 21, 2018
Dec 21, 2018 at 5:34 PM UTC
Harry the roofer.
Climing the ocean stairs Flipping through neon pages of "I don't care" My copious apathy makes me scared But really, I probably feel this way Because my mentality is stuck in: "life's not fair" mode I can't seem to reset my brain It likes to fight, sleep and dream away My dreams are so vivid and so real It feels better to live out my adventures In my dreams I'm Holden Caulfield I'm a brat I think everyone's a phony But I know I'm just a hypocrite, Because I'm a phony too in a way I just see all these people So locked into a system of capitalism, Locked into vanity and materialism and self centered-ness I think they're stupid and dumb They complain about what goes on in the world But they're a apart of the problem I am too, but I least I don't have this whole song and dance to try to woo people Seriously, at this point I'm just going to be my eccentric self And not care about people's opinions Because I know I'm not perfect, But at the end of the day, I'm not self absorbed, and I'm out there being kind and doing little deeds of kindness I put kindness first, But even with me, kindness doesn't always win I told someone at work that I'm going to Live off the grid because I'm tired of society And he said "but you won't have anyone to talk to" And I said "I'll talk to the trees and animals" Like some sort of Snow White I wish I could tolerate people better, But I have this strong inclination to Slap the phoniness out of people, And it's becoming more difficult to restrain Day by day Ignorance truly is bliss Because being able to see so clearly That each person is the source of their misery has got me going crazy! Because even I can't snap my fingers And be be released of all my negative patterns! They're like chains, or A maze I'm stuck in, that I have to keep repeating over and over again.
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Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 12:37 AM UTC
Lost within Divinity
Climing the ocean stairs Flipping through neon pages of "I don't care" My copious apathy makes me scared But really, I probably feel this way Because my mentality is stuck in: "life's not fair" mode I can't seem to reset my brain It likes to fight, sleep and dream away My dreams are so vivid and so real It feels better to live out my adventures In my dreams I'm Holden Caulfield I'm a brat I think everyone's a phony But I know I'm just a hypocrite, Because I'm a phony too in a way I just see all these people So locked into a system of capitalism, Locked into vanity and materialism and self centered-ness I think they're stupid and dumb They complain about what goes on in the world But they're a apart of the problem I am too, but I least I don't have this whole song and dance to try to woo people Seriously, at this point I'm just going to be my eccentric self And not care about people's opinions Because I know I'm not perfect, But at the end of the day, I'm not self absorbed, and I'm out there being kind and doing little deeds of kindness I put kindness first, But even with me, kindness doesn't always win I told someone at work that I'm going to Live off the grid because I'm tired of society And he said "but you won't have anyone to talk to" And I said "I'll talk to the trees and animals" Like some sort of Snow White I wish I could tolerate people better, But I have this strong inclination to Slap the phoniness out of people, And it's becoming more difficult to restrain Day by day Ignorance truly is bliss Because being able to see so clearly That each person is the source of their misery has got me going crazy! Because even I can't snap my fingers And be be released of all my negative patterns! They're like chains, or A maze I'm stuck in, that I have to keep repeating over and over again.
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I dont want to live yet i dont want to die I cant seem to laugh i cant seem to cry Its like my life has paused only time is only going By How can i be alive but feel so dead Emotions but emptyness running through my head Im just waiting for the end but still continue to hold onto hope I keep climing every hill but fall with every  slope I pick myself up but constantly falling back down I suddenly feel a smile things start to turn around Changing so quickly my smiles lost within my frown I start to climb again but stumble down and fall Deppression starts to set in Hope is no more Surrounding myself with a 50 foot wall
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Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
Mixed emotions