Desire Poems | Examples of Desire Poetry

source of an urge surge signals we must purge desire in heart’s fire much to ego’s ire...

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**Cover-Ups** The Cardinals will sing, but let’s confront the truth behind it all. We deceive ourselves, but a higher power knows the reality of these situations: makeup and the cover-ups. The Cardinals' song may be beautiful, yet the raven never returned, while the dove came back, never forgetting what it had seen. It whistles a tune...

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What is love, really— a figment of hope sharp enough to shatter centuries of lived patriarchy? To think education could make a dent in what’s already carved in bone & name. To think a stranger could be chosen over the familial veins of caste, of home over the womb of belief one never questioned. Perhaps what’s whispered in secret was always meant to be hidden— buried, before it flowers into...

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He pays. He leaves. And she bleeds quietly. Some come for release, others for control. Some come to forget. Some to remember. Some to be punished. Some just come because it’s cheap. It's sin. It’s not sin. It’s survival. It’s escape. It’s addiction. It’s barter. It's bargain. It's need. It’s ritual. Here, bodies are commodities. Sold by the hour. Measured by the weight, age and colour of the skin, freshness of smile, limpness of resistance. It is commercialisation...

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desire the cause of energy leakage with ego focusing on outcomes sought making presence tense, quivering in rage whereas in cessation, desires are naught where thus poised in the void, we are self-taught harnessing power of the universe without a need to prepare or rehearse...

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Iconic through the years Herald Square fascination Macy’s Herald Square A store that everyone explores Tourist and shopper alike can’t ignore Merchandise assortments on every floor Brands after brands galore Known throughout the land Some in hot demand Only one Escalator or Elevator ride Macy’s the Renaissance Always gets the consumer response The Herald Square store alone covers the entire block from Broadway to Seventh Avenue Compulsive credit...

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Chorus I'm deeply sleeping while she's breathing; two breaths mixing, two hearts beating. Verse I The wintry night totally dark and cold embraces us, it can never make us shiver; we keep warm and feel behind delighted each heartbeat measures a minimal fear. Verse II The many secrets of past loves remain inside, we've buried all evidence, too afraid to reveal any of them that...

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Laying down wondering where did you go after visiting my dreams from time to time? A regular guest you became, Now I see you less and less leaving my memories in such an emotional distraught, as you left a feeling I thought I would never have, a desire unknown, a burning sensation leaving me trembling whenever I fall asleep dreaming hoping to see you but terrified to awake in our...

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the cause of our birth is desire which we here seek to satisfy rebirth continues till we tire whence we merge with the vast blue sky to have the cake and eat it too free from bondage whilst yet in form void-centric must become our view centred in a benign bliss storm as witness consciousness we’re free present in but not of the world soul...

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Tempests of fear and desire tamed ~ Ego dropped, light of Self is claimed...

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If a man says he loves you, know it is the river’s hunger for the warmth of a moon’s reflection— he seeks a moment, a hush of closeness, the breath between your words. If he says he is consumed, that your name is etched into the hush of his breath— it is the same longing, but now, he clutches it like a flame in winter, afraid to...

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Her breath was warm with coffee and sin, Laced dark on my tongue, sharp and thin; A bitter taste clung to the curve of her smile, As dawn broke, trembling, and silent awhile. Her hands, soft thieves, curled 'round my waist, Stealing the quiet I longer to taste; The sheets smelled of dusk, of cinnamon's ghost, Of promises lost, of love turned...

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two dancing silhouettes, lurking in the shadows fireflies spark like static in the air a dream that bloomed from a far-fetched delusion, a love that demands lifelong care. i trip on the train of her white-laced dress, hoping some man might catch my fall. how typical of me, to make a mess, then run away before time can take it all. i envy the love i...

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Eye to eye In the mirror what do they hide So scared of what lies ahead So engulfed in regret Eyes blue as sky Always so dark Fragile in a sense Tears roll down How do they wake each day To the unhappiness of life Each morning wanting more before the day begins Giving up on the promises of new These eyes can barely look forward Blinded...

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When we parted at the airport you left a part of you behind, Your scent Lingering still on my shirts, my clothes my hands. I crushed them to my face and breathed you in, my eyes closed, remembering you. You smelled like lemons and flowers and strawberries. You filled the room, every room with the scent of you,then...

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