Cobwebbed Poems - Poems about Cobwebbed

... Written: April 21, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Ink Empress Quote: "We chase the light, but darkness stays, memories twist in mysterious ways." By Poet *********......

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...Diaries left open and letters framed, chronological ink waving from a horizon, gone. Clothes hung to recreate a wedding, a dance, a touch – enclosed in glass cases to trap the scent inside. Th......

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...Zygote ideas crowd cobwebbed thoughts. Foetal creations evolving... Yearning for life. Crammed in empty wombs Contracted by phantom possibilities Gatekeepers to life Aborted hopes and dreams ......

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...Beneath the moon’s haunting silver sheen, Where whispers of cold night winds convene. In dreams’ labyrinth, we’ll intertwine, Amid shadows cast by the pale moon’s sign. Across the veil, our spi......

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...Yesterday's passing drifted shadow Added to our eclectic collected hoards A bittersweet cocktail of events and instances Confined captured and tangled cobwebbed corridors Of to the limbic labyrin......

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...Within the shaded dust accumulated annals Layers of times past And cobwebbed dim cold halls of a history Not always hide their secrets and mystery As the echos of the past still resound That ha......

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...In chambers veiled with smoke and lies, Where whispered deals and shadows rise, A silken web, by power spun, Entangles truth beneath the sun. The gilded cage of empty laws, Where justice sleep......

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...Graveyard love My love is dead, the woman too, and love is an emotion. They are lost. My feeling of love, which lived in me until now, but was discarded a long time ago. I was dumped, trampl......

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...The sun will rise like a golden fish over the far bank, but for now a cobwebbed sky clings to the curling water. This is the margin where dawn issues through nights last gleam in ghostly dr......

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...In waiting for you, my love, the seasons have snowed in black and white, The landscape of our time together has been painted in trenches of lingering silences, And every moment without your voice, ......

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...The sun withdraws gently, a charmingly shy figure, Upon the eyelashes of the expanse, a longing rests. The clouds, abandoned poets with dreams dry on their temples, Fall, like leaves of the sky, o......

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...Ode to Be I feel different from other people, Some say I am weird and strange, This endless striving to be accepted, Just leaves me disheartened and drained. I haven’t found God in the Bible......

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... Upon a high, cobwebbed bookcase there lay a forlorn nutcracker who once ......

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...The Door Wolf. And, what of the waxing Moons Its flood, of relentless tides, that time of scar faced pit dogs, long sharp toothed, their belly grumbling handlers, eager to chalk a death line, o......

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...A briny wind and a shoaling sea shore, and I sense a cobwebbed dispersing the shredded unraveling of care. Go alone to the seas edge, take no thought or fret to that swirling margin. ......

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