Best Pensiveness Poems

She left me enlightened
With her “Heart’s Imagination”
Taught me about love
In the ink of “Melting Point”

She gave me a whisper of insight
Within the breath of “O...

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The pensiveness of the sky
is broken by the cry of a crow,
by trees distilling intimacy
and moist, vibrant expectancy.
Violets, ferns, and birches
share life-giving vapors.
The chalk-bleak horizon
and...

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Before you sleep take my last breath from my soul
For I weep from the pain
A pain so pensiveness it withers my insides away
I have lost...

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On the sandy knoll he stands, a solitary, forlorn figure gazing at the sky. It’s a clear night, and hundreds of stars shimmer like fireflies...

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She smile at me and my good looks appear

Her teeth beautifully arrange in the same bright and white of eyes

She make her curvy walk on...

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I've given myself some ideal times to reckon.
My musings meander for no apparent reason
I don't settle what to predict on the challenge.
Where I'm being idling...

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The day the songbird came 
the sun shone between showers. 
The silence was perforated 
with melodious euphony, 
the day the songbird came. 

The day the...

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Though a wimpy, tiny, and puny
(smaller than a breadbox) Ogre
whereat my portable minuscule
fingerhut size adobe abode ex
posed to Strunk and White raw
grammatical elements of style,

I...

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There's still light down this glistening black road,
a path to travel with the moon shining by my side.
Much like my own way, for some time...

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The little window that overlooks
Those wild wooded acres beyond it
Has now a flimsy layer of mist 
Upon its translucent glass panes
And whiter seem the snow...

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IMAGINATION TAKES HOLD
Like chrysalis asleep,dreaming of
its wings await intellectual recreation
and active benevolence which brings
wisdom & blessedness.Such does
the future promise in the range
of high arts,parcelled out...

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Naked, soul served out
on the Ax murder’s lawn
pulsating in death’s hesitation.

Cracked at the crevasses
visions of red
engulf the air
waiting, waiting
waiting for a rush of purple
grey madness...

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Could it be the state of tranquility 
Despite the times they are being loquacious
Or this event of serendipity
For meeting this person quite so gracious

Is it...

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I take an unhurriedly walk
through the virgin forest
with paths fully covered with brittle leaves,
its trees emit mournful laments
to protest its anguishing fate until spring arrives
and...

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She handed me a small box old, yet still neat; what a find
The seventies faces staring back reminded me of better times

Time to play, summers...

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