Best The Future Poems

I can't believeth all the things I seeth:
the streets with such strange vehicles which wend
their way so apace liketh those gents fleeth
as metal lions.  Nev'r has't i penn'd
a sonnet on such vehicles and highways. 
Nev'r has't i hath felt so unbelieving.
I might not but...

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Just a five minute train ride 
But I'm already far, far away.
Staring out through the speckled windows, 
Highlighted against the setting sun.

I'm lost in the future, 
Thinking, 
Endless possibilities on the horizon. 

Slowly, like the train slowing to a stop.
I regain consciousness in present, 
The...

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Embrace The Line

I do embrace that line- a badge of hope,
which left a shadow of sure death behind.
It represents the power to survive
with feats of expert hands which met the goal.
 
The need to put one's life on hold to gain
a better one- a promising...

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Days of the year will soon be history
      Winter is in sleep buds of spring are on hold
      Memories of joy and sorrow in your soul
      Many tears. . ....

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in shady glens the wild iris bloom 
like jewels strewn on dark velvet

in shadows the forest keeps her secrets
life abounds in its silence 
the fawn waits patiently

leaves rustled in the wind-early man walked softly

close your eyes and dream
of places untouched by man
the future is now



Barbara...

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There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, science and superstition, and between the pit of man's fears and...

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He never knew what the future holds,
As he took the steps on the path unknown..!!
With a face that has a glow,
Little did he know there sits an angel,
Nothing like any man had ever known..!!
The first look in her eyes and he lost his heart;
The first...

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At the May Fair
tarot readers
spread their beautiful cards
on tables, I rush by 
sinking my teeth into a pear;
I resist to give them a try
knowing that I'm too bold,
" Let the future unfold! "



Entered in Skat's contest, 
" Tarot Cards "
Pick n.3: The Wheel Of Fortune
Written...

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What is this resplendent thing that sparkles ahead,
Pacing faster than limbs of incapacity
Beyond the all-pervasive dakness of want?
Could my eyes be playing upon me some sly pervasity,
Seeing things untrue, askew and errant?
Or is it a reality that they will be resewn
The torn bonds that ...

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With every sweet breath that caresses my cheek, 
And silky tresses that trellis love-scented sheets,
Each new morning is from you to me a gift,
When your face is the first sight my eyes meet.

Down sun-dappled streets and leafy lanes we saunter,
Golden beaches echo with our merry...

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It's been a long time I know,
 the future laid before us untold.
 What we both want for each other,
 no more holding back from what our hearts can usher.

 Now the decision is yours to make,
 the feelings between us have been anything but...

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It is Never Too Late to Be What You Were Born to Be
You are a creature of purpose
Therefore empower yourself with what is already yours!
Passion and the power of your vision
Can be displayed in your life
All you need is that decision and
You can enhance the...

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The poem that I write,
Is the one that I fantasize of writing
The one that my muse, celestial being
Made of mysterious essence,
Regards as the celebration of my fall,
Here, in a world devoid of meaning!

This poem recounts of how
The shadows of my life
Get dissipated
As love resolves its...

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The world is already lost and it will continue to get worse as time goes by.
I won't have to put up with much of the future because I'll eventually die.
But Jehovah God will have to put up with the future until the end of time.
He...

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She's quite an intellect 
A beauty skinned in fair reasoning
Clothed in fumes of rationalism 
Her eyes were made up with eyeliners of 'what's your next plan'...
Her face was polished by the sixth sense
At least, so she thought
She spoke eloquently to me
Stole the show in my...

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