Contracting Poems - Poems about Contracting

...soft murmurs of the heart concealed allowed not the soul to be healed contracting its heart day by day yet displaying persona steeled bleeding hearts see blue skies as grey sit beside them, fo......

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......Gobayth’s mind was nearly crushed, this was his life now, it appeared, and all sorts of depressing thoughts flooded his mind that first half-year. Was this what life was really like for most ......

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...An unexceptional turning point in our marriage... unexpectedly came about, when possible prospect of the wife going to Puerto Rico by herself (for a fêted celebration of our eldest daughter ......

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...The downplayed hazard of swallowing vitamins a -z Ofttimes, I nearly find myself choking, and frantically beck-kin ing for immediate intervention in vain, and my time is a piece of wax falling......

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... "Poetry is thin, with dark eyes and a hollow face that echoes all the time without distinction. The distinction lies in her breasts that are full of beat under her vague dress that changes c......

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...a heart contracting thought arises we know it should not but it does it is delusion of course, we know because we know truth of Self yet we are anchored in form did not Jesus too cry out when h......

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...#Your_Red_Dress! That red dress, illuminates you, setting all your curves and edges, from bottom to top, on a scale, my reality falling blatalantly to reach, it makes me lick everywhere in my satisf......

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...Has the new year brought me love, Or just more solitude and misery? Can it give a glimpse of happiness, That's not inclined to a forgery? I suppose that time will be the monitor, As da......

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... Mona Lisa’s crooked smile on a half-crushed Campbell’s Soup can Joe Dimaggio reciting his pronouns uneasily then lowering his batting hand into a scalding hot cup......

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...if we be not cursed why then this strange thirst contracting our heart driving souls apart......

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...The city, a diseased harpy, her rotting carcass a testament to the decay of civilization. I cut through her festering alleys, camera in hand, a Pygmy navigating the labyrinth of my own fevered brain.......

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...Please come join me in spirit if not in body... regarding my resumption of daily/mostly nightly constitutional I accompany my dark shadow... (small number of hours before edge of night, wh......

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...Back from the desert and loving it both the visit and the return. The powerful plane deiced in Chicago. Brittlebush, difficulty distinguishing acacia from ironwood. Mesquite, and plenty of palove......

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...Head is where ego dwells, cajoling soul to negate silence and indulge in desire, that our fickle attention remains fixated in deep fear, thereby confining us in darkness, a triumph o......

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...For context, I'm almost 22. I got sick at 18. It's not like cancer or M.S., I'm not going to die. But there's no explanation for the reason why I got sick. Nobody knows, not me, not my doctor,......

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