Best Labyrinths Poems

Once agone moments in time
        she was poetry in motion,
   'til she pirouetted herself
         onto dusty versed shelves
     midst old clouded rhymes
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(Author's note: Traditions of walking a labyrinth as a form of meditation go back many centuries. Labyrinths in Christian contexts usually have a single, winding path instead of a maze’s many possible dead-end paths. Mazes are puzzles to be solved. Labyrinths are tools for meditation.)

Life...

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Baggage within 
      trappings of illusions,
love packed away
  in neat little compartments
gathering cobwebs at
     makeshift improvisations, 
dusting intermittently
      if by chance a light
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Strained eyes are lost, smouldering ash.
Transparent silver glazed skin.
Limbs as rigid as bone.
Voices speak to me, voices of sin.

Iced breath rises like steam.
A deathly grip, locking flesh tight.
A wildfire alights my chest.
This insomnia’s lustful whim is with night.

Thoughts recycled, not nearly new.
Lost in the labyrinths...

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wandering labyrinths of light
 leading to dead-end darkness
 feeling the cold walls of fright
 turning to a hushed silence
 finding love gives way to life
 transforming through my essence
 holding her close in my night
 filling it with her presence...

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Wormhole labyrinths
bored beneath congested streets
where trains ferry poor people
into the dark abyss,
time weighing heavy on their minds.


(Wayra)


08,16, 2019


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From the ramparts of a castle
a wallflower jumps.
A lynch mob discovers a prehistoric sex.
Silent roots crossing the deniability
endorse a fluid dynamics
of a scandal.

The fascination of a fairy tale makes
a lover seek the revenge.
He hates, he strikes, but fails to impress
the horizon beyond the galaxies.
Black laughters...

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From the ramparts of a castle
a wallflower jumps.
A lynch mob discovers a prehistoric sex.
Silent roots crossing the deniability
endorse a fluid dynamics
of a scandal.

The fascination of a fairy tale makes
a lover seek the revenge.
He hates, he strikes, but fails to impress
the horizon beyond the galaxies.
Black laughters...

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In labyrinths, shadows dance and flicker, a chessboard of time unfolds,
Where dreams, like pawns, march solemnly through mist and silent groves,
And every queen, crowned with sorrow or with joy, knows the ancient moves,
For life, the hidden grandmaster, preordains each step our spirit beholds.
Under the canopy...

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