Unreal Poems - Poems about Unreal

... That was then…. When the tapestry of contentment enveloped the enthralled expanse exhilarated, of the sensuous sky called life. When the fervent flight was friendly for the esoteric essen......Read the rest...

...Hard to park a plane Emergency at the beach To an unreal lane.......Read the rest...

...anywhere without you aint that pretty but i keep my peel on you cold and wet in new york the wind like a proverbial knife crowded train queues at the bus stop pulling down the ball and chain ......Read the rest...

...Your indifference is the abandoned torch that scours old bridges, Hiding in shadows the echoes of each tremulous and cold step. Your wounds, coppery reliefs that lure me dishonorably, Urge me to e......Read the rest...

...Objects of desire quenches not thirst of my soul, that seeks only your embrace. That that comes and goes is unreal, oh hermit ~ agape love alone’s real.......Read the rest...

...Dylan, it sucks that we lost you so early when I heard that you first passed away the only thing that fled my head was guilt. Guilt ate me alive knowing that I could’ve messaged you while you were ......Read the rest...

...what comes and goes is unreal and so to discern the truth we enter staid silence but how still is our stillness if identity therein is yet present ego identity depends upon thought ......Read the rest...

...All we see is unreal and thus so is body-mind, so to recognise the truth, do nothing; be still.......Read the rest...

...fleetingly lost in the moment my finger tips barely touch you though I'm enveloped contained wholly embraced the power to stop you in your tracks but not hold you there forever ......Read the rest...

...Today I feel unreal. ‘Decohered.’ Like a suitcase full of writings and knick-knacks and scribbles torn asunder. Splintered. And the collection that was contained therein can no l......Read the rest...

...I look up to you With the child in me, A child that knows no wrong. I look up to see some comfort somewhere, that solely in wisdom belong. They say that teachers are all, so very good. So long ......Read the rest...

...I beg pardon, I'll try again, to gather From your verse the voice, to align it with my own song, May words flow in a magic pulse, under the clear moonlight, Swaying in metaphor and dream, until I ......Read the rest...

...To say exactly what I feel, At first seems quite unreal. What’s on my mind to be exact. Without forethought, without tact? To beckon my deepest thought Not thinking whether I ought Well, OK I......Read the rest...

... It started with a blank canvas- just another mid-spring day; no sun nor rain, or gentle breeze- an atmosphere so still and gray. A day in May- a fresh-mowed lawn; leaf-laden trees, s......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I ponder all the vastness of the sky what am I but a speck? what shall happen when I die? death seems so unreal like it’s too many heartbeats away there ar......Read the rest...