Corner Poems - Poems about Corner

In a corner of the world where silence finds its voice, where every blade of grass carries an ancient story, I wander among the shadows of time, seeking answers in the echoes of lost footsteps, in the whispers of the gentle wind, for beauty hides in the smallest fragments, and wonders rise in silent flights, among ordinary moments. My eyes pierce...

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I’m popping out now, for my walk Just around the corner Take in the sights and breathe the air Say hello to my favourite bench The contrast I feel upon my skin Spring is just around the corner The warmth is nice, but the chill still cuts The pale cloudless sky, it holds no clues I walk in the sun, I walk in...

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In a corner of the soul, where dreams intertwine with reality, She told him a secret, like a leaf whispering to the mysterious wind, He opened his heart, like a book read under the moonlight, She believed that friendship was the thread that tied their stories, He saw how love wove shadows between their hearts. When the chills of weakness...

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In a corner of the world, under an ink-colored sky, where the earth breathes of old and longing, Lies the country once called Romania, under the shadow of a silent and ruthless siege, The cloud of darkness slowly descends, a siege as old as the name it bears, An art of siege that knows no end, stretching its...

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In a secret corner of the mind, where silence dances with shadows, I lose myself in the simplicity of a moment that asks for nothing, just to be, letting dreams unravel like autumn leaves in a gentle breeze, without fear of absence, without the desire to arrive anywhere, for in the absence of desire, a vast field of freedom...

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The Alien House on the Corner, a shadow in the light, With windows dark and shattered, a mystery of night. Its lawn, a tangled jungle, untouched by human hand, A silent sentinel standing, in a familiar land. The paint, a peeling canvas, of hues both strange and gray, Whispers of a story, that words could never say. No laughter from...

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On The Corner Ye Olde Shoppe still stands on twelfth street surviving despite the box stores. The owners never miss a beat always willing to hand out treats to children who come through the doors. ...

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A Black Church Christianity search A Preaching Pastor A sermon ever after Congregation praise The spirit in its amaze Amen here and there Lifted praise involved, but was the Amen Corner sincere? Amen would spread throughout the church building The Pastor would often wonder Is Heaven hearing yonder Nonetheless, the Amen would be established The sermon accomplished Spiritual words heard Feed my sheep is God’s purpose with a mission...

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From a dark corner of my being, I finally free myself from a deepened black hole, I feel like I've been stuck there for an eternity, immersed in this accumulated misery, Yet I emerged with courage, even though the path was rough and full of stumbles, I count my days on the calendar, checking the passage of time...

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In a corner of my mind, where thoughts flow like unseen rivers, I pause to look at the mirror of the world that shows my face but doesn't reveal my soul. The mirror, an object that distorts, throws back a foreign image, Where every feature is an echo of others' expectations, an undefined contour. I wonder if deep within...

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When love hits the heart It makes the body warmer Is it hot in here? When the heart feels the love It makes the mind wander Is it me? A love affair, The sequence of events Modified the atmosphere What are you talking about? The principles of values Expressed the memorandum What are you saying? Read my lips, When the words are written It stipulates what has been...

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The ruffle of fleece at her neck makes her feel manufactured, not born— brushstrokes of windswept wool, all soft edges and curves the color of old milk. Her lips were no artist's accident, nor the smirk as she lurks in the corner more knowing than any ewe usually dares. Coy smile, a pearled necklace of fur and her hind-end musk— drew the brown...

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In a corner of thought, where time stops to catch its breath, I felt how your dreamlike touch envelops my being, Coming from a world where reality is woven with threads of light, Where stars are sisters and the moon is an old friend, whispering secrets to you. You descended, an unearthly miracle, like a ray slipping through the...

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We are too many, scattered like stars across an infinite sky, each in its corner of the universe, Yet between us stretch invisible chasms, like silent rivers that keep us apart, Each soul carrying its own light, but seldom intersecting with another ray, In a vast sea of solitude, where voices fade like faint echoes in the wind. Sometimes,...

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In a forgotten corner of my mind, where shadows blend with dreams, My world has changed so quickly, like a wind that tousles the hair. I never imagined I would see hatred infiltrated so deeply, Like a poison making its way into the collective veins of humanity. Then, the internet appeared, shrinking the world to fit in our palms, Opening...

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