Best Resurrect Poems
Resurrect Us Againwithin the midst of darkened summer nights
a gossamer wind whispers through the trees
a melancholy melody benights
your soft whispers attuned within its breeze
i feel your gentle touch atop bare skin
as i dance with shadows in moon's dim light
pirouetting around what could have been
beneath the slow dance...
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Categories:
resurrect, lost love,
Form:
Sonnet
Resurrect StaticTap into the art of the unknown magick , unknown by vocabulary unable to bridge a connection
Lost like trickles of water in the cracks of the next dimension
Gaping black hole sucking life
Through the straw of deletion, everything is consumed though time
With...
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Categories:
resurrect, philosophy,
Form:
Free verse
Resurrect This Lovefind an altar, with pieces of my heart
your promises dripped in blood
let's resurrect this love
resurrect this love...
the night screams and I can't sleep
the footstep of memories haunt my dreams
just like in horror movies you reach for me
ice cold hands and I can't breathe
dark...
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Categories:
resurrect, absence, break up, dark,
Form:
Lyric
To ResurrectI try to sleep more.
It's easier that way,
as time slips away.
Allowing me to grow old,
yet remain eternally youthful.
A sort of living death.
As I inch my way towards the awful
imprisonment called conformity.
As I attempt to resurrect that
which society tries to eliminate
each day of my life....
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Categories:
resurrect, introspection
Form:
Ode
I Wish For The Death of Me, My Ghost To Resurrect, and Haunt You Infinitely
"Silenced tears, muffled screams, A storm penetrating in your chest that seizes your soul,
Is god watching the world burn? The bricks that create a barricade were the ones confiscated within me, and with mentioning it, those guards have crashed and now are under sea...
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Categories:
resurrect, absence, addiction, anger, corruption,
Form:
Free verse
Never Again To a MysteryOur deaf and dumb pilot,
Whose path-finding guts we haven’t got,
Took us to the sinister spot,
Where would be found a fearsome pot
And the littlest cot,
With baby spirits like a big dot,
Still seeming through and through a zygote,
Some on the cot happily choosing to squat,
A handful with...
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Categories:
resurrect, adventure, humanity, journey,
Form:
Rhyme