Amnesic Poems - Poems about Amnesic

... An eerie wind blows through the decaying bushes on the outskirts, while a rusted door sways on its broken hinges. The smell of ozone lingers from thunder cracking in the distance, as......

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...All nebulous dreams prospecting, A hideaway in cloud atolls, A nightly ocean, warmth awaiting, In quibbling flow, to dawn's aperture In spectra falling, spectral play crumbled, Sojourner stars: ......

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...A spark erupts, setting alight a formidable flame. Casting ascending vivid flickers of amber gleaming. Ignited fervor, unbeknownst from whence it came. The ominous blaze glares through the windows......

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...Sitting on the kerb, watching ants toil to death I bemused myself with a thought, What if i was god, simply drowned in pleading seas and wanton waters Not aware of my true visage Lost and forgott......

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...A god's dream is existence In the hearts of these amnesic men Most are insomniacs. Lackadaisical, whose survival would always be undermined. Then we colonize Make them walk on their feet. Bl......

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...The maligned, bloody moon, will never show the darkside. Like human nature, a theorem, unsolved. * The fiction was incomplete. The end, was unending. Blaming the punctuation. ......

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...The clouds pass silently above On their way to infinity; Sojourners drifting in the sky; Compliantly acquiescent to whims of dominating winds. Our paths to perpetuity are like those hovering ......

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...We are but clay, Soon to crumble to dust, fade 'way- After the Cold Hand's call And the dead bells' knell We are no more than memories- In the mind of an amnesic- Our voices timely lullabies Our ide......

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...A day away from work comes only once A day away from hurdles which makes me pounce Such a day, blissful, is spent by being ecstatic Such a day makes me amnesic! A day given to my art, known as writi......

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...'Twas my decision to depart, Delude myself I can't. No flagrant town or cedar horse, Scourged at heels to hasten. No burnished son of Amon-Ra, Embossed his seal upon my cheek. Chased through ch......

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...Treasures and little  Trinkets in my mind I hoard and save them As maybe a retirement gift From me to me Moments stolen for A passionate kiss A tearful bellyache laugh A true embrace A momen......

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...Twas a little piece of heaven in a bigger spot of hell, Nestled in the bosom of the Sierra Nevadas. I wasn't sure just what planet I had just landed on, An alien invader in a strange mountain fold......

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