Author: Justin Farley
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Interstate Pondering – A Poem About How Fast Life Goes By
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Interstate Pondering – A Poem About How Fast Life Goes By Every time I turn around I have just enough time to catch a glimpse Of years like Indy cars zipping around the track At the 500 fly by. Hours vanish with hands racing Around the clock at hyper-speed. Days depart with only skid marks…
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Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up
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Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up I walk alone down the streets of time,Constantly searching, yearning for a home I can call mine.But the migrant bustle, hustle through the downtown streetsMakes it nearly impossible, a distant and unattainable feat.Who are these faces that stare back at me?Why do they appear so alive,…
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The Problem of Man – A Christian Poem
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The Problem of Man – A Christian Poem You whisper to me in shades of sadness, Silently stammering like a broken record Skipping over the same ol’ speech. What do I do with this madness – This sinful desire that corrupts my heart with each new beat? I welcome you with open arms The moment…
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Misplaced – A Funny Poem
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Misplaced – A Funny Poem Just where did you run off to now? I ‘m certainly certain I left you in your proper place. Why, oh why must you always find a way somehow To sprout legs and hide the minute I’m running late? If you wish to play hide and seek I promise to search for…
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…And Then the Rains Came – A Poem
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“…And Then the Rains Came” …And then the rains came, Marching and tearing up the dirt paved streets Like a herd of elephants trampling everything in its path. Brighter lightning had never flashed, Nor had louder thunder ever crashed. The storm’s wake devoured and digested the sun, Swallowing and submerging it under its pitch black…
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Umbrella – A Poem
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Umbrella – A Poem The world’s troubles pour all around me, But I am perfectly safe and dry Shielded underneath the armor of your umbrella – Rain sliding down its sides like shingles Nailed upon an angled roof. Droplets of pain drip down From the edges of your cover, But I am without a tear…
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The Game of Life – A Poem About Success
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The Game of Life – A Poem About Success Destiny lies outside the realms of limitations, Frolics through fields free from fear, Never is bound by expectations, Nor by the face reflected in the mirror. Duty wakes up before the rising sun Set on making strides while the rest of the world sleeps. Is never…
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The Inner Man – A Poem About Being Afraid To Show Emotion
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The Inner Man – A Poem About Being Afraid To Show Emotion Can eyes hide the riversOf pain that flow inside?Can ears mute the quaking, shakingOf a heart that boomsWith thunders of broken dreams?There’s a storm raging inside the manHe doesn’t wish the world to see,So he puts on his business attire each morningAnd paints…
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Until I Met You – A Love Poem
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Until I Met You – A Love Poem The world stands still when I gazeInto your eyes of blue.Beloved, love was nothing more thanA foolish errand until the day that I met you.’Twas like an emerging butterflyThe way you transformed my soul.Once inched along the ground,Now fly since you’ve restored me whole.The hands of time…
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My Conceited Heart – A Christian Poem About Turning Away From God
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Is it your will that we should become strangersThe moment I become a stranger to pain?The wind howls your lonely lullabyAs I drift on forgetting your name. Your deliverance is a selfless actWrapped up and gifted as incomparable love -Your omniscient knowledge knowing we will turn awayThe second you stop the tears of our flood.…
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Love’s Wings – A Poem
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Love’s Wings – A Poem Imagine my surprise waking to findMy arms covered in feathers – now fully supported wings.My voice like the sweetness of a sparrow,Bellowed from a passionate heart that sings.I flew through the sky with a lightnessMy mind and body ever knew.For love, my burden was liftedThe day that I met you.The…
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Storms – A Love Poem
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Storms – A Love Poem I am blown by your gale, Caught up in a tempest My heart is unable to resist. Never has it known a love like this Whose storms of passion Leave me defenseless. Your rains hail me from afar, And the eyes of your storm summon me. My soul is a…
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Love’s Admittance – A Love Poem
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Love’s Admittance – A Love Poem A line in the sand was drawn – Some invisible wall designed To keep out the pangs of love. But here you stand Unscathed by my defenses, moving freely Around the interior of my heart. A thief I would gladly capture and exile, But your garb is whiter than…
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Nature’s Spectacle – A Poem About Morning and Dawn
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Nature’s Spectacle – A Poem About Morning and Dawn Cock crows resound, penetrate through dense clouds of moisture. Silence stirs. Nature’s alarm clock has sounded. Pellets of dew cover meadows in morning like a soggy wet blanket. Forests are brimming with life long before the sun wakes to greet the day. The creatures of morning…
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Something, Somehow, Somewhere, Somehow – A Love Poem
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Something, Somehow, Somewhere, Somehow – A Love Poem Something about you soothes me Like a long gulp of cool water Down my parched throat. Something about me moves you, Some miraculous ability to keep your eyes Blind to my mountains of misfortune. Somehow you capture me, Lasso my heart and rope me in With the…
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Love’s Reprise – A Love Poem
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Love’s Reprise – A Love Poem There was a time when the stars never shined And beauty withered and decayed, But now her love is mine – goddess surely divine, Beauty’s finest role ever played. Heart of gold, soul as old As yonder oak in forest green. Another story told, a new chapter unfolds About…
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Crash, Burn, and Devour
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Originally posted on nicoleemerence: Lost in your eyes is where I find myself, Swimming in their auburn depths. In their warmth, I want to drown myself, For I know it would be the sweetest death. Your touch is like a burning fire, Leaving a smoldering path in its wake. Every inch farther makes my heart…
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