Cleaved Poems - Poems about Cleaved

...The Dragon Riders Saga IV Suddenly the hot breath if death came searing upon his back As he turned around the creature ever quickly did attack Thrown from the cave he turned and arched hard into......

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...Diplomacy can be a fig leaf for surrender A wolf agrees to postpone the dismember If you want peace, prepare for war Peacetime is what aggressors use it for. Countries have interests, leaders h......

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... In the mist of the journey’s penultimate mile at the edge of the ordained pasture of future obscure, the sunset swansong resonates in the twilight hour for the forlorn wanderer silhouetted sha......

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...Shayna Punim - You came a long way baby! Though negligible communication now transpires between us twenty seven years ago come February fourth, two thousand and twenty five, our lives (affect......

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...Shadow black blood floods flow silently wailing in whirlpools Volcanoes of endless enmity erupt with vengeance. It's not humanness. Here, the mores of 'might is right' rules Against routing quagmi......

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...Yo When I 1st met her My instinct was to sweat her But I know better Had to be clever with my approach so I Turned my swag up to a million And asked her Would you ever marry an alien like me......

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...Cleaved from God’s light, we wished to be as He but one day we ate the forbidden fruit, whose toxins caused dread and in heart envy, darkening our luminous soul with soot. Though tempestuous and ......

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... In the misty milepost of the penultimate pathway, at the faint fringe of future obscure, the twilight tune reverberates the requiem for the forlorn tree, silhouetted tranquil against su......

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...You stripped the jungles of the world You blew the hunting horn You chased the beasts out of the field You pricked the bloody thorn You drove the leper from the streets You martyred men of war......

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... (With Wormwood Dreams) The fire and ice, heaven and hell equinox calibration of scales, scorched Earth beneath a sky of epic fail of primary colors in triple beam, sale, cine-scene- totem of......

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...I wait— here I wait for white magic reverie to embrace me free me here I wait— an hourglass full of leopard-print thoughts sugar-granular-musings spill the beginning to the end of a st......

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... our light, cleaved from the bosom of God now eternal and complete, as is He albeit in a stage of infancy occupies a body God creates and thus in truth ego is but an interface for us ......

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... In the footsteps pacing the penultimate mile of mist, at the edge of fading furlong of future walkway obscure, in the twilight hour the sunset swansong resonates for the forlorn extant being ......

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... Penultimate misty mile resonates pined sunset swan song of forlorn footprints transformed to flattened anonymity. In the shadow of cleaved cloud in swarming storm turmoil threads we......

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...In the winter of life Escape to waters azure Forget stress and strife Baja adventure’s a lure Friends from bygone years Brothers for sure Through pain and tears We helped each other en......

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