Actuality Poems - Poems about Actuality

... In the archaic anchorage of the wayward mind, isolated from the righteous roots of transcendental inviolability by the dislodging drive of the deriding desires, untamed instincts shroud......Read the rest...

... Humans never grow out of their teenage phase Unclear what an adult means They are subjected to responsibility Requiring maturity, no human has proven to be Various other targeted teenagers A......Read the rest...

... For the schematic inducement of compulsive being, the transmuting tenet of identity changes in the self-devised palette of color mélange, while the conjured chameleon paints the shifting faç......Read the rest...

... My world is getting smaller, like a net encircling its prey, drawing in closer and closer until there is no escape, and I am so worn-out from the struggle I barely try. Dusk is here. Soon, with whi......Read the rest...

... In the archaic anchorage of the wayward mind, isolated from the righteous roots of inviolability by the dislodging drive of the deriding desires, untamed instincts shroud the senses in disdai......Read the rest...

...SURREAL When reality is not quite enough And a tingle goes down the spine The experience is like never before Slightly anxious and no longer sure When one steps just over the line A sharp foc......Read the rest...

...Why are we seeing isis flags? that waved before above Those who were to be be-headed !! Why does the government not put such horror to bed? Where is the right to live in peace? A Britian integral......Read the rest...

...My eyes couldn’t help But wander And smile at every passing inch Aimlessly following the walls And your voice Throughout the house you lay your head at night It was cozy Decorated d......Read the rest...

...That which I greatly feared now stands before me, The mere conjuring of my mind transformed into reality. Allies of death, attuned to my weaknesses, Their creativity thrives in my nervous, artisti......Read the rest...

...Merely a photograph on a screen, not even a piece of paper that can be held, gently, or even gripped with passion, kissed. Yet I gaze and say: Yes, it belongs, belongs in my eyes, heart, brain.......Read the rest...

...ILLUSIONISTA virtuoso   foreshadowing to   deceive     with perspective pretensions in   highlighted     actuality ascribed by   the non existent quantified   with quadraturistas......Read the rest...

... When I was a little girl, I spent so much time hoping for… The day I turned 12, 13, 16 and 18. I wanted to know what it would be like To wake up and see that girl in the mirror, The one who......Read the rest...

... Like pieces of a puzzle, Our differences fit together, In this grand mosaic called life. Each shape unique, Each color vibrant, A bourgeoisie woven with threads of diversity. The edges m......Read the rest...

...Happy solitude Happiness and loneliness, can these two things be friends? Is loneliness happy? Can life be alone in happiness? Wonderful world is the happiness and loneliness Happiness does n......Read the rest...

...as the actuality of our true being crystallises in body-mind with our awareness now cognisant of divine magnetism all nodes within form are with throb of bliss aligned igniting layer by ......Read the rest...