Beclouding Poems - Poems about Beclouding

...The gods and l I am burning With ethereal flames With rising smoke Beclouding my view Choking out life with the tick of time Draining life's fluid While handing its burdens Alas the last p......

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...If time shall not our derelict joys Revive with tunes melodious so, Let past's nostalgic merries balm Our souls and bid all sorrows go. Should ebbing laughter and smiles Their cold arcs yet......

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...Flutters a crocodile gecko his thick-edged tail, And licks his sticky lips with his twisted tongue; His eyes ablaze with fire, and in his abdomen, Rotten corpses stand erect like haunting tombs.......

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...We had cried to the scorching sun An expression of youthful forlorn An orchestration to air our needs Peaceful but firm were our deeds Alas! the heralds of her arrival Our mother ! A hope b......

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...Far from the surging crowd,the aesthetic mass ever loved For,some fascinated to drilling mud,more satiated with coconut ground Most elated admiring flowering buds,all hailed for herbs, spices,Salmo......

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...Radiant sunset covers Shafts of dimming colors Awe of daylight jewels Light beclouding visuals A sight stunner of purity In belly of fledgling piety......

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...Illusions of bitterness beclouding my thoughts The closer the deeper, the pains still hurts The betrayal still lingers, memory refreshes The prospect of re occurrence flashes before my Senses ......

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...Click in an instance the human volcano erupts From a distance, feel the sudden switch of countenance So hot the magma boils from inside it wont wait to spill over Looking with intensity yet bl......

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...THE LAST SUICIDE. It starts with a thought, An overflow of negative push, Beclouding our sense of right, Tempting to replace the love for life with a dark wish. A route familiar to the weak......

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...Back Door Side Door Front Door : Which door might a Confucian take ..................for René ETIEMBLE (Jan. 26, 1909 – Jan. 7, 2002)* In homage - dedicated to the Chair Professor of Compar......

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...TWILIGHT TIME A dawning of another day Is sure to come But I cannot fathom This lonely feeling of mine My heart is nervous I cannot understand and control As if this day would never come! N......

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...My heart is bowed in suffering, And all around me seems dark, My understanding fails my situation, And God seems so far aw......

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