"unlimitedly" poems - Hello Poetry

Right Wrong So strong a line, So easily crossed. Thoughts Actions All together, Working against each other. Love Hate So softly deceiving, And bluntly destroying. Promises Hanging by threads no longer, But still being abused. Truth Lies Easily said, Hardly swallowed. Health Illness One moment there, Just waiting to run. Taking life into hands, Surely death will follow. Light Dark Still apparent, Though hidden in plain sight. Day Night Always coming, Rushing slowly to end. If heaven is upon us, How is hell so easily accessed? Reality Fiction So unknown, Being unlimitedly defined. Awake Asleep Even then wishes and lies, Playing before our eyes. Words Though spoken softly, Defiantly killing. Lines become blurred. Memories are lost. Feelings are muddled. God Devil All, Coming down, To two.

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May 12, 2010

May 12, 2010 at 6:17 AM UTC

alyssa-renee

Plainly Confusing

Right Wrong So strong a line, So easily crossed. Thoughts Actions All together, Working against each other. Love Hate So softly deceiving, And bluntly destroying. Promises Hanging by threads no longer, But still being abused. Truth Lies Easily said, Hardly swallowed. Health Illness One moment there, Just waiting to run. Taking life into hands, Surely death will follow. Light Dark Still apparent, Though hidden in plain sight. Day Night Always coming, Rushing slowly to end. If heaven is upon us, How is hell so easily accessed? Reality Fiction So unknown, Being unlimitedly defined. Awake Asleep Even then wishes and lies, Playing before our eyes. Words Though spoken softly, Defiantly killing. Lines become blurred. Memories are lost. Feelings are muddled. God Devil All, Coming down, To two.

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*I want to captivate your mind and your soul The body and the heart from those acidic poisonous Where I could unlimitedly extract the exact words that coming out from my mouth to my esophagus; exceeding numbers were exempted Just a minimal juxtaposition Writing those verbosity words Makes me feel like playing those letters from Z-A and from 0-1 Squeezing and letting it dry until it runs again Those pumpkins that we used to play our trick or treat Have some chocolates and candies Popping the balloons and playing guitar together with the wind from the outside hmmnn's and humm's Where the birds could fly freely Like shooting stars that hinder our scars and freckles We could jump up high,oblivion the fears we're running out of time Go and be wild even a little while They wouldn't be mind or just let it go Pass the message so we could send it back. Once more i look again for that lights The symbols and the horizon of the sky Maybe this could last even when it's rain or shine Cause even when we look those beautiful diamonds in the night sky There would still be the catching stars that look at us We'll never know that this might a fate that brings us here.*

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Jun 21, 2014

Jun 21, 2014 at 1:55 PM UTC

jerelii

Kaleidoscope

*I want to captivate your mind and your soul The body and the heart from those acidic poisonous Where I could unlimitedly extract the exact words that coming out from my mouth to my esophagus; exceeding numbers were exempted Just a minimal juxtaposition Writing those verbosity words Makes me feel like playing those letters from Z-A and from 0-1 Squeezing and letting it dry until it runs again Those pumpkins that we used to play our trick or treat Have some chocolates and candies Popping the balloons and playing guitar together with the wind from the outside hmmnn's and humm's Where the birds could fly freely Like shooting stars that hinder our scars and freckles We could jump up high,oblivion the fears we're running out of time Go and be wild even a little while They wouldn't be mind or just let it go Pass the message so we could send it back. Once more i look again for that lights The symbols and the horizon of the sky Maybe this could last even when it's rain or shine Cause even when we look those beautiful diamonds in the night sky There would still be the catching stars that look at us We'll never know that this might a fate that brings us here.*

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The man who has it all Is unlimitedly blessed When the very words he speaks Puts gold medals on his chest But this man who receives And who is told through rhyme Can't choose then or now Because The man who has it all Is a little short on time

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May 9, 2015

May 9, 2015 at 7:01 AM UTC

ESR

Then or Now

The man who has it all Is unlimitedly blessed When the very words he speaks Puts gold medals on his chest But this man who receives And who is told through rhyme Can't choose then or now Because The man who has it all Is a little short on time

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Why Has Everyman Turned To Beards? It’s weird, This shift to beard controlled appearance. A trend it seems, not only spreading, But which has no end. Scratching when it kisses, Missing out on blisses, I assure you. Shaping face, I must admit, (but not to everyman’s face-benefit). If truth be told, It must be hell to keep a chin/cheek fold all squeaky smooth. But who in heavens want to hold, take hold of bristles, Or see badly shaped and prickly thistles? Men have aped since lunar’s start. Everyone knows that! Fashion is contagious as the rabies from a bat. Long, short, food-y flecked, unchecked, Yet there is self-absorption’s admiration. Let us hope the puppy generation Growing up will razor up, Shave every self-helped hair Formed there (or anywhere.) It grows unlimitedly wild. Undefiled, I plead, Wield the blade And beauteously shear with care. Brave new men, you are not cavemen! Shave men! One more time and once again - Just shave! Why Has Everyman Turned To Beards? 3.27.2020 Our Times, Our Culture II; A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Arlene Nover Corwin

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Mar 27, 2020

Mar 27, 2020 at 3:19 PM UTC

arlene-corwin

Why Has Everyman Turned To Beards?

Why Has Everyman Turned To Beards? It’s weird, This shift to beard controlled appearance. A trend it seems, not only spreading, But which has no end. Scratching when it kisses, Missing out on blisses, I assure you. Shaping face, I must admit, (but not to everyman’s face-benefit). If truth be told, It must be hell to keep a chin/cheek fold all squeaky smooth. But who in heavens want to hold, take hold of bristles, Or see badly shaped and prickly thistles? Men have aped since lunar’s start. Everyone knows that! Fashion is contagious as the rabies from a bat. Long, short, food-y flecked, unchecked, Yet there is self-absorption’s admiration. Let us hope the puppy generation Growing up will razor up, Shave every self-helped hair Formed there (or anywhere.) It grows unlimitedly wild. Undefiled, I plead, Wield the blade And beauteously shear with care. Brave new men, you are not cavemen! Shave men! One more time and once again - Just shave! Why Has Everyman Turned To Beards? 3.27.2020 Our Times, Our Culture II; A Sense Of The Ridiculous II; Arlene Nover Corwin

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Remember the love we had Remember the world was once against Us... Loved till they hated Remember When we used to... Chit chat ourselves to sleep Talk the night out Call n texted unlimitedly Kiss our mouths dry Cuddle our warmths up just remember when we fought battles and never lost Remember when u loved this ugly face Remember u confessed obsession to this curves Liked my abs n larts Just remember making babies n naming them in our own virtual world Remember the dreams that made u sunken in love Remember the reality that u had Remember this and never to forget Remember this as the accient taboo went..

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Aug 29, 2018

Aug 29, 2018 at 1:55 PM UTC

BennyBoom

Remember When...

Remember the love we had Remember the world was once against Us... Loved till they hated Remember When we used to... Chit chat ourselves to sleep Talk the night out Call n texted unlimitedly Kiss our mouths dry Cuddle our warmths up just remember when we fought battles and never lost Remember when u loved this ugly face Remember u confessed obsession to this curves Liked my abs n larts Just remember making babies n naming them in our own virtual world Remember the dreams that made u sunken in love Remember the reality that u had Remember this and never to forget Remember this as the accient taboo went..

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