Conscious Poems - Poems about Conscious

... Deprived of sleep the mind revolves in a slowly turning gyre of thoughts, capturing the past and future in its spiral to feed its want and taunt the will. Dawn becomes a cruel mirage ......Read the rest...

...A flood of unfamiliar faces, Shoes with Velcro, not with laces, Missing memories, times and places, Hosting in the hospital here, Staring at strangers? someone dear? Is it not what it may seem? ......Read the rest...

...His trip took him across many miles That might have seemed unending - But he did not notice. His flight was uneventful And should have been quite peaceful - But he did not notice. The roads......Read the rest...

...Would you rather have your bangs cut too short Or have someone come by and lop off your head? For me it would be the latter, for I despise short bangs. They make me self-conscious, and I wish I wa......Read the rest...

...Times for living Times for dreaming Resting between times. So do our days pass As we were taught to expect Earth connected; Earth bonded. ......Read the rest...

...I could write really long poems about the fear of growing old about everything getting older and duller like I've seen some people do and they make poetry books too but rarely do they write......Read the rest...

...On the dusky roads Full of calm and autumn charm I walk with brisk steps But not in h......Read the rest...

... "Serpentine" Give a woman enough rope and She’ll show you what hanging’s worth the life coiled around a body of work could be misconstrued serpentine She......Read the rest...

...Crepuscular rays filtered through the trees: Tall black cypresses around a dark shrine, Evening grim bells toll as I feel the freeze, Conscious the tomb covered with rambling vine, While nocturna......Read the rest...

...Bottles and glasses, left to stand, As time slips through like grains of sand. Often adrift, in a half-conscious sea, This life of escape, it isn't for me. Emotions submerged, a silent tide, D......Read the rest...

...three dimensioned facade incorporating the commonplace flotsam & detrius of the every day brush hand &chisel of conscious ......Read the rest...

...They are wandering everywhere and you act as if you don’t care; they are wandering everywhere and you are walking around clapping your hands and stomping your feet and dragging your body on the cold ......Read the rest...

... A Path Unknowable every thought we harbour every choice we make can lead us on a journey we’re not sure we should take for roads in life are mostly unknowing of journey’s end and the ......Read the rest...

...I only remembered it for a minute second Some dream bound for the black hole. A minuscule moment it was Slipping into the fabric of no dimension. The actor forgetting their single stage moment ......Read the rest...

...Is it Spring? How long has it been? Is it Spring? I don’t see the grass growing, the lawns are dry, the leaves are falling off the trees and the temperature is burning at a hundred and thirty degrees......Read the rest...