Map Poems - Poems about Map

...X marks the spot to the treasure I seek on your treasure map; x is where I shall find the answers to all of the questions I have asked And then there are x’s in place of my eyes, just like a cartoon......Read the rest...

...The truth is that I am happy only when I am sitting in the car, Between the place I have just left and the unknown destination. My happiness is unbound only when traveling; when I arrive, anywhere,......Read the rest...

...Here I am my compatriot Do not bore me with inanity Stay in your lane dear friend And let me stay in mine For this is the season of anomie Tempers are high and boiling over Do not try to tea......Read the rest...

...In the West, stories are heard, shining at the threshold of a new era, That we can mold again the raw clay of human nature, Reconstructing from the ashes of time, a dream Eden, fresh and new. As i......Read the rest...

...In a new season of favor, we stand With open doors to our destined land It is time to bridge the mind-body gap Letting go to embrace the new field map. Transitioning into the unknown Where tab......Read the rest...

...Leave all your sadness on my doorstep, To sit with me, weary as a shadow, When you stealthily slip in your dear memory in the night, And let my tears collect, pearls on the damp face of time. Let......Read the rest...

...In the fabric of night, poets craft their dreams, With the thin thread of the moon and fingers intertwined with falling stars. They seek perfection in the world's crevices, in the uncertainty of th......Read the rest...

...Get my life Get a life, the air is on, and life Life, lifestream is on, on my map Get my life, it is a plan, field, and path. Be with me, life is on, get air, no off I loved you, I searched ......Read the rest...

...He’s late-stage Charles Bukowski, Hunching gnome-like over the bar, With weary eyes, and scruffy stubble. It’s sure he must have seen some trouble. But he’s got plenty of cash in his pockets, A......Read the rest...

...Under the weight of your words, I wander through their shadow, Hunted by mystery, torn into pieces, then enriched in a secret dawn. Suddenly alone and embraced, I sway between two worlds, A pilgri......Read the rest...

...In the chamber of the soul, where silences gather, I dwell as a hermit in the city of foam, Where the world seems like a faded illusion, I wrap myself in thoughts, like a tree in its closed bark. ......Read the rest...

...Direct immediacy.. Seems to be A pretty good map To find This.. Time is shattered Space explodes to A vast unknown.. Hold on.. Are we there yet..?......Read the rest...

...We are all charted by our morals, emotions and cultures......Read the rest...

...He’s a modern Harold Steptoe With his reclamation machine Very few planets on the Galaxy On which he’s not already been. He’s got every known Wormhole Marked on his Galaxy Survey Map And he pr......Read the rest...

..."Marionette of Flesh in a Borrowed Dress" - Daniel Henry Rodgers The hourglass, a skeletal jester, mocks in the tomb's chill, Each falling grain an emaciated ......Read the rest...