Best Quenchless Poems

When I saw her
On top of stairs
I was dazzled
By the intense light
She radiated.
In hers eyes
Shined the fire
Of passion.
It was a fire 
Quenchless
Which gleamed
In hers figure....

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Flame of our passionate love,
Irresistible quenchless heat,  
Rapture so divinely sweet,
Eternally we would pair like a dove.

And then in Nature's blissful aura,
Gently glide along the leaf-shrone
Path,  shady trees that line with glamor;
Breezes passing, trembling leaves beyond.

How adorable to set flame in such a...

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Reach through the glass to where
A thousand suns ripple in the rivers of your hair



Reach through the glass to where
A garden of roses blooms in a moon beneath your eyes


Reach through the glass to where
Earthquakes resounding chaos reside in your quivering lips

Reach through the glass
	As...

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Flames of quenchless fire
brightens the morning dawn
Languid shadows cast about. 

The morning breeze spreads
a fragrant scent
Flowers awaken from peaceful slumber
revealing untamed majestic grandeur....

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In times of transition, as we walk a tightrope of hopelessness, the shadow comes to claim us.
The shadow descends, reminding us that there is no way out of the endless darkness.
The shadow screams at the top of its lungs, “there is no hope my child.
Your...

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Death is dead now in the pleasant lap of the Immortality.
It seems to sleep in peace, not having slept for thus long.
It is tired now after dying so many times, deadly drained.
The horrid Death appears a naughty child, now, subdued.

Its red awful eyes have sunk...

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Time was I was a wand'ring star,
With a restless quenchless soul,
Time was I had an unquiet heart,
And from dream to dream I'd roam,
                       ...

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Farewell, false love, the 
oracle of lies, 
A mortal foe and enemy to 
rest, 
An envious girl, from whom 
all cares arise, 
 a beast with rage 
possessed, 
A way of error, a temple full 
of treason, 
In all effects contrary unto 
reason.
A poisoned serpent...

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It barely vanquishes my quenchless spirit of inquiry.
To what exactly reason have I sledded so wildly?
Boasters and swindlers sprang up a treaty vigorously.
People are queuing to sway slated on a promontory.

It's plodding to incite thugs by misleading people.
Your genuine assertion is both witless and guileful.
By...

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Cowardly efforts of a worthless soul
Rages, this low murmur of lazy surf;
Mind and body beaten, bruised, losing control,
An enfeeble struggle of a timeless sleepy curse.  

Surges wave of open independence. 
A quenchless abyss seeking earnest passion...  
Splendor and lavish sentiments... surge with vengeance;
Divulge...

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Oh, Lord, imbue me with gratitude and zeal.
Much as the red burst trailed the glistening steel.
As a possible sequel, yielding divinely may reveal.
There is no laziness but an apparent ordeal. 

What if I could eagerly grasp the spirits for adoring?
Allow me to depict life out...

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'...with quenchless canvasses of twisted fire' - Mervyn Peake


Your vision was a beacon
gracing us with golden sheen,
your heart was dark and heavy
with redemption rarely seen.

You plumbed the incongruities 
of faithfulness and fear,
you challenged life's inequities
so often with a tear

of sadness in your dream-dimm'd eyes
and shades...

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The desires within me, the endless ones
Few fulfilled, few unfulfilled
Me, the uncontended, the unhappy 
Still filled with boundless ones.
Who am I? I ask myself
Am I the uncontended one?
Am I the insatiable one?
The love, the lust, the earning,
The desires always are yearning.
The desire of being known
Illustrious...

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ULYSSES

Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them, ding-dong, bell. 1

Cross legged I await 
Heavens...

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'...quenchless canvasses of twisted fire,'  Mervyn Peake


Your vision was a beacon 
gracing us with golden sheen, 
your heart was dark and heavy 
with redemption rarely seen. 

You plumbed the incongruities 
of faithfulness and fear, 
you challenged life's inequities 
so often with a tear 

of...

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