Best Dimensions Poems

Thoughts of Two Dimensions

Yesterday, I loved your courtyards
bathed in moonlight's shadows and smiles,
smitten by wavering stars,
lanterns of my youth,
that are reflected as coins,
in the quiet waters of your fountains.
Those are my reminiscences 
arabesque creatures of an old chest,
sanctified by the lavender,
and left on the bottom...

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Dimensions of truth
Spoken or unspoken ,
written or unwritten,
expressed or ever shared
Endless words ,numerous perceptions
and countless misconceptions--
are different dimensions to 
the truth.
It makes many people  wonder about what it is
and can anyone really define it?
Truth is something which pricks/breaks your heart
or makes you vulnerable.
 Might...

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This poem is in conjunction with the video. 


A spell to cast you in
Watch me!
I the queen jester,
SteamPunk aviator,
Cybor goth,
Travel these dimensions That I control 
walking through and bursting in to life, 
Lifting my spirit and soul,
Laughing and enjoying these worlds,
Looking for that something,
Casting that...

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second terra,masters of the nether world,
black is their art,as crafty smoke curls
behind a screen,landscaping scenes,amazing,
chemical elements influence our being
projecting images,manipulating thoughts
misguided perceptions easily bought
subliminal messages,chaotic fuel
hatred belies evil despotic rule.

recreant,miscreant,one and the same
lowly existence,there they'll remain
sinking lower to depths,uncaring of deeds
subliminal messages,planting evil seeds
appearances frequent...

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The Shepherd asked the poetess-
Who are you?
Twinkling her eyes, the poetess
said-who am I.

Am I a breath or a death;
breeze or a storm;
am I soothed or havocked?
I am blazed and ashed.

Am I a flower or a crackling leaf;
sand or a sea;
rock or a snow?
I am a...

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Grows the night when breaths lay 
  quietly
On obscure spaces fluid as the wind,
Where clouds of rest become a 
   hammock ,
Lulling frayed nerves with incense
As blend of matter and being cleaves-

For beyond dimensions...grows the 
    the night.
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What dimension of beyond makes Earth a microscopic vagabond?
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Lost Dimensions

A one dimensional walk – I have taken with you.
A one dimensional journey – with you, I go through
in all of times passing – not exactly what I want to do

with what is left of this old, used up life of mine.
Oh !, to...

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Inside my mind is a paradox when I reminisce about you with my filter off. 
I can speak about you but simultaneously be relating it to all the evils within myself.. 
The ones that I give into and live for.. 
The ones that escape my...

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My heart grieves for past warmth, rocking guilt back and forth
Like a cradled infant, deceased, and torn
I wailed inside and expressed what the babies could not,
Pierced so purposefully. . . their blood drizzled lightly upon the streets
Two gray kittens, side by side
One face molded into...

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Like parallel dimensions set apart,
   how varied they exist on this great earth.
We are at ease within the plane where we
   can share as human beings from our birth.

But, what about the microscopic world-
   unseen, but dwells within our...

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If I be the future, 
where do I leave the past? 
All that these old eyes have seen
and weathered ears have screamed;   
A mind that has gathered its rage. 
A heart that has harbored its hate; 

The white man with a black belt
that...

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By: Sashi.Prabhu(Zeauoxian)
Written on:28/07/2012

At times the person within me feels all alone,
The nomad within me I try to keep happy and joys within full blown.

Far away from a place called home,
With purpose and goals but without love and alone

Fly by night, fly by day
Up and down...

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There was muck at your 
doormat.Would you call
the Nemesis to clear the mess ?

*

You have given me 
the last pair of shoes.
I will walk in them 
to the house of death.

*

This day, I had kissed you
O moon, under the reeds.
Till now the music 
is alive.


Satish...

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The Sacred Heart

The Sacred Heart
Shines radiantly
With all colors
Which are not known
On the earthly plane.
Its radiant warmth
Is beyond all dimensions
And cannot be described
By any earthly measure.
Its size and mystical reach
Are beyond the person,
And when you are open—
You can feel it, too.
Let your own heart
Grow beyond any...

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