Closes Poems - Poems about Closes

In the twilight of existence, as all closes like a withered flower, Monotony extends its tentacles over hearts, stores, and truths, Eyes blind to reality, souls struggle within their own darkness, And people, drunk on their own breath, drown in valueless systems. They do not grow but decay, their souls decompose in deafening silence, Eaten by invisible worms while they...

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As one looks back on the closing Of another year and what we’ve learned, One prepares not just for a new year But for a new presidential term. Recalling those familiar faces no Longer do we see, Yet they live on and on in our memories. Memories we will carry in our heart and soul Memories we will call on in...

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The night closes the windows, and The sky has become a crystal house, Shining crystal windows, The Moon Has sketched through them - Through the entire alabaster sanctuary. A single star was sending down A crystal cable, And passed its plough across the earth, Unearthing embraced bodies, Couples chained Around the round earth. Their speech clung everywhere, Through droplets of words, lost upon the earth - The same language...

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My interpretation shifts My heart moves into my throat I'm choking on my beating heart Do I forget what I'm told Or remember what I feel Over sensitive that's all Leave intuition at the door Just know it's a busy day The mood that floats and smothers Is down to that Let time pass Let time pass Let time pass I shouldn't hold my breath whilst saying...

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Old age brings delusion Youth the vengeful liar Caught between confusion reigns As time restokes the fire Tweedledee and Tweedledum The Brothers Grimm delight What doesn’t rob by light of day Will steal from you at night Wisdom rots on twisted vines That choke the palace walls Where jesters climb in ill attempts To heed the emperor’s call Senility humility Where folly once was young The years have come the tears have stayed —tomorrow on the run (The New Room: August, 2023)...

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The Cascades congregation came To an end. Dashing Damian and His crew were out of the vicinity. On their way home. Polly spoke "I had me a good time tonight! Thanks for the invitation." She said, "I'm hungry." Damian said, "how you all like To come back to my place Place and order pizza. They all Agreed with diligent content. "Alright!...

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1947 Ford and Chevys passing striding horses identical street cars at the corner shops with piling in people purses swinging in the rain street clocks announcing four thirty minions off work walking toward home bicyclist meeting motorcyclist Peel and St Catherine are alive I watch from my window two tandem horses wearing blinders having no idea what is happening plain colored umbrellas at attention drizzling rain out there mostly...

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Author's note: This is a sort of postscript, dear reader, to "My Life Upon the Wicked Stage" When I think of how my life's turned out, I can say without restraints, This simple boy from far West Texas did just fine. There've been some bumps along the way, of course, But all in all I've no complaints, And any failures or...

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“Writing about a writer's block is better than not writing at all” ...

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Happy endings, the folly of youth The aged alone to portend Distance a comfort, expiration afar Reality mostly pretend Death as a concept, corpse underground As different as night is to day Two ends of the spectrum, inextricably linked By time —ever holding its sway (Rosemont College: October, 2020)...

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within this barn one has seen the hours long spent days on end without excuse but always with much content before the rising of the sun to end of the horizon cattle here, cattle there and aloft is a American bison. resting breaks are when you can, no such times moos of the cows one by one, smother...

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The chapter closes But the story endures It's rather bittersweet Chasing something That never had potential But always dreaming Of something more But perhaps a step back To widen the view To take in the whole canvas A painting is beautiful But a canvas is nothing Without a painter To fill it with vibrancy And bursting with emotion But too much emotion Leads to a cacophony of colors So slowly ease up Wash...

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I think i love him She uttered the words down the phone to me Every particle in the world crumbled before my eyes My chest felt like the world was stood upon it Hope closed its eyes I was lost in that moment of sheer pain and the only person who could ease my pain had caused it The life i...

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When The Screws Of Justice Closes In Najib’s defence team in tatters after lawyers quit Read more at https://www.thestar.com.my/news/nation/2018/06/05/najibs-defence-team-in-tatters-after-lawyers-quit/#vdaHtxwXmwUbP1iY.99 Hohoho.... There exists a local saying, about a ladder landing upon him who has fallen.... Meaning calamity strikes yet again for our fallen ex PM.... His legal defence woes are just beginning... Despite paying top dollars for US lawyers for the trial he...

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As the door closes Earthly aromas much like roses Sour spirits burning sage As the lone bird escapes the cage Victims of many pains Prisoner of many chains Spreading wings Winds take flight With the end Of the horizon in sight...

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