Suspended Poems - Poems about Suspended

...Under the enchanted curtain of the night, where the stars whisper ancient secrets, I no longer desire everything, just an ethereal caress, A stellar thrill and a minor love to soothe my dreams, Fr......Read the rest...

... Quote by: Melancholy Of Innocence LOVE is the spark within the speck illuminated & suspended in a sunbeam. A ray of sunbeam falls across her face as she plays piano a warm sunligh......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Guten Tag my poet friends! I want to share my memories of a long-ago brief trip to Bavaria, Germany, as well as my love for the home of my German desce......Read the rest...

...Hush, the world will never know the mystery hidden in silences, Paper bird feathers, drifting like the specters of unspoken dreams, From my heart, scattering like stardust on angel wings, Grains o......Read the rest...

...Zenith swirls of black rose petals, burst into a flock of circling crows, descending ash and rain on my frozen form. Viscera and scarlet pools flash, feet running of a child, car screeching ti......Read the rest...

...Beneath the pall of an eldritch moon, the library, a mausoleum of forgotten epochs, loomed ominously. Its silhouette, birth......Read the rest...

...ABSTRACT DREAM An abstracted blur in flashbacks of yesteryear caught   in a daydream illusions symbols   of childhood coloured filled swathes of painterly hues A  private fantasy ......Read the rest...

...Moments mirror slow-motioned silhouettes, suspended in the still of trickling time. Your hands have yet to feel me, though I've never felt so touched. Tangled in the tensio......Read the rest...

... The sun, resplendent in its blazing might, Burns fiercely o'er a barren, lifeless waste, A desert dry and vast where earth is scorched By searing radiation, deathly bright. No sign of life bu......Read the rest...

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...In the garden of eternity, where the spirit blooms like a vine of mystery, We tread, unknowingly, on steps of time hidden beneath olive branches. As the lifeblood of our finished thoughts dwindles,......Read the rest...

... Love is not a many splendored thing; it is a cot, a comfy suspended ring upon which we dream for wishes granted. In the privacy of imagination we envision prince charming and fair maiden......Read the rest...

...A guide suspended by the thread of time offers itself, Where the soul clothes us in garments of flesh and beginnings. The filigree of words breathes on the parchment of eternity, intertwines, Spea......Read the rest...

...In the universe of the two rooms, she gathers her dreams between her palms, She lets her fired hair descend upon the folds of our fleeting time. "It's the end," she articulates with a voi......Read the rest...

...As the Polaris shines at day-night, night-day transition And lightens up nooks and crannies of all eight directions To confirm the covenant as per David's tradition The Virgin brought forth the pr......Read the rest...