Blank Poems - Poems about Blank

Timeless vibes on my Spotify, Reminding me how time thus flies. Nostalgic memories I can’t condone— Over the years, I’ve always felt alone. When life was simple and my mind was free, Now I’m nothing, a nobody, like a dead man walking me. Walk me back through time when...

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leafy sea dragon so fragile and dainty floating among the lifeless seaweed unseen by most, maybe all the rest Your costume a natural camouflage gown I will keep your secret ensuring your safety...

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Where the grass is turning brown in patches, I buried my memories. I protect my heart from negativity because I deeply yearn for a kind of happiness, I’ve never truly experienced. I long to fall in love again, so I’ve chosen to bury my painful memories deep beneath the bare umbrella trees, making space for new...

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The world shows us one thing, but behind it, something darker lives. We’re told stories shaped by power, not truth. They write history to fit their plans. They call it help, but it's control. Rich men send poor men to die in wars over land, oil, and power. And we believe it's for freedom. Every minute, a man takes his own life. Every day. But where’s the...

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“Let’s hang this heavy picture,” I heard my wife say to me. Giving her a claw hammer I put a steel nail up high. “When I nod my head, hit it.” …That’s the last thing I recall....

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Rainbow rain faerie stood in the rain enjoying every bit of it Taking large gulps of air, she felt replenished and refreshed. Her rainbow wings welcomed the soaking the rain was giving them April was rainbow rain faerie’s favorite month, it rejuvenated her. Other fey sat under moss and violets watching, not understanding. She did not notice; she was enjoying...

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WILL YOU BE STANDING NEXT TO ME When this world is finally done, will you be standing next to me? When all humans reside as one, no violent colors left to see. When every evil is all gone, will you be standing next to me? When nothings left to fight over, will you still want to take what's mine? When the wild beasts will...

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A stranger among strangers, when the poet stands apart, He poses a threat to the future. You were here; I was there, healing the world with our prayers and lyrics. This is no mere nightmare. the world that shuns a poet sends them into oblivion— just another...

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Intrusive thoughts just invaded my mind… Yielded, I welcomed them, and so they came They soon turned as a scene I must behold Making meditation vibrantly real. Oh, these intrusive thoughts have gripped my heart Letting me ponder on my prayer life... First, I faced Miss Skeptic with her arrogant stare Scorning, she yelled at me: “You’re just wasting time!” Minutes later, Mr....

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Show me the last time I truly saw your face. This has to be just short of insane. This path we are walking doesn't feel safe. I stumble as push forward bones and dreams of some other time and place. Three steps was a lifetime ago. No vision nor eye for seeing. looking back through fogy memories careful not to skip back...

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Of fair weather, it holds me in its charms. Godspeed of June, be jealous for light rays. She’s heard my plea, now let me play and smile. The pleasantries; hotlanta held at bay. And withstanding the green and merry glow, the yellow blooms, the aha reds, sky blues, I reminisce and kiss and sigh, soaring with feet of dendrites’ pulse and oxygen. The...

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Blood diamonds, or conflict diamonds, are gems mined in war-torn regions, where their trade fuels violence and human suffering. These precious stones come at a steep price, as countless individuals are enslaved and exploited in harsh conditions to extract them. While these diamonds symbolize wealth and beauty, they also finance oppressive regimes and armed groups,...

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Black Sea of Hate** I find myself unwilling to immerse myself in your vast and tumultuous black sea of hate. It’s essential to recognize that nobody enters this world with a broken soul; rather, we gradually acquire our scars and wounds as we journey through life. You emerged into this existence seemingly unblemished, free from wrongdoing,...

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The untimed snow rushed insulted against the glassed shoulders on the poster, and they were made of paper, they were bare… It cried, scalded, on the painted, colorful faces, and they were made of paper, they were bare… Its outraged tears transformed into tears of joy, and through them they were still smiling, not caring for the bitter cold, in defiance of...

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The only thing worse than getting lost in the dark, is getting lost in the light you’ve mistaken for your own reflection. A window says “see through.” A mirror says “see you.” And this life… It’ll getcha if you start reflecting. The serpent? He works in a mirror factory. A place where every thought bounces off another, until the original feeling can’t find its...

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