Bound Poems - Poems about Bound

Our blood splattered grounds and our winding pavements. Keeping my head up while I can. Your blue spirit birdsong, It comforts. Just keep crawling, keep gasping, Just suffocate it all in the red, I stayed hungry for the thrill, because Nothing was enough to quench those flames. Fox-like footprints in our blood-spattered grounds Are all I needed back then to stay sane. Can you scamper...

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Some Rules I see many rules that do make sense, Yet others are weak, asking to be broken. In just living we are invited to break some, Or simply bend them a bit, knowing That strict adherence can stifle change. Unchallenged rules can tether growth. Which do I need to follow? And which rules to bend or break? Or safely color inside lines drawn...

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Let us disembark, Leaving Middle Passage holes, Let us hit the road:- God is our engine, Motoring us up the way; Hope and faith fueling:- Time waits for no one, We need to hit the pedal; It’s time to speed up:- With eyes on the prize, Let us shift to overdrive; Mountaintop ahead:- The sun is rising, Palm trees palisade the road The dream arriving:- ...

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The roar of the crowd, a sea of red, A kingdom united, hearts and heads. Mahomes' magic, a dazzling sight, And Soaring through the air, with all his might. The Kansas City Chiefs, a team of fire, Their passion burns, reaching ever higher. Through trials they fought, with grit and grace, Now victory's smile lights up each face. To New Orleans they journey,...

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Bound by the chains of poetry, that’s me Words swirl in my mind continuously However hard I try to flee from this cell The prison of poetry won’t bid farewell. I write of nature’s infinite splendour The more I see, the more I’m in awe Wonder of the sky, sunrise or sunset Trees and flowers with magnificent effect. I tell of birds...

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Truth Finds Victory Victory alone is a silent inner joy But, in a twining moment We align as one To conquere a step Anew An inkling Perhaps a tendril Pushing upward To reach A pivotal role Unity does link like mined souls Calculating a formula To find the perfect mold Beneath the sun of multitudes Lifting skyward without adieu We grasp hands of the believer Intrigued by a lesson Set...

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To where does my soul belong? at times my meandering mind wonders… Is it to the vast blue of the boundless sky or the tangerine rays of the sun at the crack of dawn or to those stars that glisten in it when light descends and night ascends? Is it to the fluttering wings of the luminous...

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HOME Home be it where your heart is at peace Rather than a fixed position on a map Home is where your heart finds its joy Rather than an ideation of a house Rather than thoughts of brick on mortar Rather than thoughts of a smug family Home is where you are contented in spirit Rather than the constant missing I do feel Home...

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Beneath the weight of soil and stone, A spirit trapped, feeling alone, Yearning for the sky's rebirth, Bound by the confines of Earth. Eyes cast upward, dreams take flight, Yet tethered still, day and night, Whispers of the wind unheard, Silent cries, a caged bird. Roots entwine around my heart, Holding tight, refusing to part, Beneath the moon's cold, haunting gaze, A thief of souls in...

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From passion's fire, both love and hate are born, Twin flames that flicker, dancing side by side. One offers warmth, while one will leave you torn, Yet both consume what’s hidden deep inside. Love crowns the dawn, but hate will greet the morn, Each holds the heart, no place for peace to hide. Though hearts may ache, the truth remains the...

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There's a connection, not to be severed, By any knife or blade one might yield. With hidden strength that's only measured, From the tight knit to remain concealed. Materially, it's enduring, as well as flexible, ...

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In whispers soft, the cosmos hums, A tune of love, where starlight drums. The moon, a beacon, gentle and true, Guides my heart through skies to you. Beneath the veil of twilight’s haze, Our souls entwine in cosmic praise. Your eyes hold galaxies, vast and deep, Where dreams awaken, and fears sleep. The constellations spell your name, In every spark, I feel the same. Bound...

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Why is it called ‘The Binding of Isaac’ if it was Father Abraham’s Final Test Isaac demanded to be bound to the altar to lie stock-still ~ Father would do the rest ...

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would feeling safe to scream be enough can anyone dry uncried tears I need the opposite of opposites to balance or steer SOS a silent mantra in non-Newtonian cursive I signed my life away whilst my hands were tied ...

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Two googly eyes and baby teeth “I need them,” said Wizard O’ Keefe They’ll help me make a spell To create a fart smell And upset our stepfather Keith! ...

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