Burgeoned Poems - Poems about Burgeoned

...With remnants of mankind’s existence corroding His lighting extinguished, his concrete eroding The birds and the beasts have reconquered his space Those same birds and beasts have forgotten his fa......

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...There was a crowd, I recall, sometime somewhere close to the edge of spring's fresh green burgeoned heath and cold winter’s forest dark, I met you there. A fresh blossom virgin white, lonely, bene......

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...He turned off the running water, soaped his face not glancing at the mirror, a long night ahead. He had four shadows on the four walls of this rental, not a good sign. When later he turned ......

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...In a realm untethered, a woman birthed her own sun, Her radiant hands ablaze with ethereal hues. Beneath her feet, the earth burgeoned, an ever-fertile expanse, embracing all within its grasp, i......

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...I was crushed and miserable from love unfulfilled Like a mourning dove whose blood had been spilled I cried in deep lament as shadowed night grew cold Sorrow burgeoned my heart with miseries......

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...I. They burgeoned above my nostrils With buds that obscured my visions They walled my head with fences Towered above my five senses Distant from myself, things looked too low Until I drew clo......

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...Children already grown Kisses already forgotten Plants already flowered Flowers already burgeoned Forests depleted Streams degenerated Hear the desperate cries Feelings already aged Hearts ......

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...Poems about Adam, Eve, Lucifer Eden by Michael R. Burch Then earth was heaven too, a perfect garden. Apples burgeoned and shone, unplucked on sagging boughs. What, then, would the children e......

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...the Horror by Michael R. Burch the Horror lurks inside our closets the Horror hides beneath our beds the Horror hisses ancient curses the Horror whispers in our heads the Horror tells us De......

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...Eternally Lovely now, The Bride of my Dream of Gold. And rolling down grassy slopes, Whose smiling heart ne’er grew old. Eternally Helpful, too The Braid in my burgeoned beard That round my l......

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...ISALE EKO (LAGOS) A rooster of discrete tongues Culture, tradition Where, Zillion specters resonate Quantum croak. Cock crow, Erupts whirl, barge at Alaba Descry of sea of soul cases Kibb......

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...Two and twenty springs thick boughs and fragile twigs hued in foilage's deep green amidst the blossomed serene pods burst,floated in wind,our seeds and thousands and more leaves drunk in life......

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...THE KINTA VALLEY OR : Dreams of the Sleeping Man (Anthropomorphic name of a mountain profile viewed from The Valley) The sleeping man dreams on in calm detachment While in valley below ......

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...How long to wait? How long to stay? Countless buds blossomed and withered away Countless leaves fallen- emerald to auburn dry Trees burgeoned high, kissed the sky Spring, summer,autumn, winte......

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...My town nicknamed, ‘Mini Dubai’, burgeoned and branched on the bank of Kanoli canal like a tamarind seed. Now the silvered canal sprawls on its death bed. Busy pedestrians walk down an ancie......

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