Allusive Poems - Poems about Allusive

...The day is conceived, tossed bedsheets birth landscapes. Apelike, a grin gawps. In the backroom of a slow thought I dress for breakfast - recall the tropics, sticky rice, coconut milk and ......

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...RECAPITULATIONS dynamics  in flux highlights apparent   in silent expression frozen perceptions   evocative allusive sightlines   in       suspended animation perspective   foreshor......

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...Why is accountability so allusive to mankind? I think that many of us forget, that God is not blind. There is always an excuse, an easier path to take. Will our deception anger God, or make his ......

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...What happen? Days Weeks and Months Were felt in the inside bodies home and thoughts A disruptive frame of life not yourself i......

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...In unconsciousness, where shadows prance, An elusive dream, a furtive trance, Weaves its tendrils through my mind, Lingering with longing I cannot find. Evasive visions, forever out of reach, ......

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...Once the crimson eastern sky lost  That was the morning guiding star. Lilac hobbit, Kismet Gem plains, and frost. Cyan sea-painted eyes to rainbows dare.  Revived ecstasy and increase......

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...A temporarily useful illusion, like Wall Street knows something about inevitable climate pathology disvalues of anthrosupremacism worth illusive core investment value is not necessarily a m......

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...The desire so strong to have a great night’s sleep The shortcomings are how one feels when the morning greets? An old lost companion who resides in the thickness of night That presence becomes m......

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...life purposeful planned exciting moving learning hearth home heaven hereafter reposing resting resigning anticipated allusive death......

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...commissioning and attempted escape “Son of Amittai, to Nineveh, go And tell them of their great impending woe; Their evil, like a stench, has come to me.” But Jonah ran;......

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...AWAKENING SLUMBERS reflect stark constraints   highlight the stillness  a contemplation     a synthesis evolving    silhouetted  vaguely  transcending experience    of reality  a re......

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... “I am not the body, nor is the body my possession— I am Awareness itself.” One who realizes this for certain has no memory of things done or left undone. There is only the Abs......

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...The emptiness felt inside remains that morbid and lugubrious void and it's different from the one shown outside, not allowing tears or sorrow of any kind to become a silent cry only heard by that ......

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...An old sweetheart of mine never believed in daytime dreams, because they shattered quickly and shaking her unconvinced head silly words came out of her mouth admitting, " Aren't fantasies unreali......

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...Can it not be, are we all destined to err? Must it occur from time to time? Is life written out like a poem? by some tormented, demented dark lust to find that allusive rhyme in the recesses of......

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