Cycle Poems - Poems about Cycle

The damage starts again. Irreversible, but I’m not scared. Like a book that has magic. It’s in my head, I tried not to look. I’m always learning weird things. It’s dormant. It’s continuous. The cycle is. Learning new secrets and spells. Finding new ways. To...Read the rest...

Chronic illness isn’t for punks You deal with pain feel drained I wonder why my power failed To heal myself be a miracle I think it’s leftover trauma I forgot in maroon mind But body blues recall drama So I will...Read the rest...

No one ever asks for what everything is, a cosmic cycle of shadows and lost light, You will be buried in the clothes of unfulfilled dreams, mantles of light and throbbing illusions, Or, like all of us,...Read the rest...

Isolation fills you with guilt Continuing to use the walls that you built Hiding from reality You keep running, continuing to flee Everything you’ve done fills up inside Till you feel like you have no other choice but to...Read the rest...

We follow our hearts make mistakes and learn from them cycle of our lives...Read the rest...

Spring is suddenly here again The roses are again in bloom My love battles trails angst I dare to change the gloom I wished I could be kissed by a rose My heart beat stepped up Fears of rejection on the...Read the rest...

II. Nature's Cyclical Dance End is not death. Changing into something new is good. A leaf falls, then goes back into the dark soil. Next year's flowers sleep under winter's quiet. We fear the end, but nature shows us...Read the rest...

killed it it is dead its over just stop it now it is the very end its enough over i said...over! "please...." and it is back. all that, undoing gone down the drain bye... "I'm sorry..." hi, lets start again? " it's okay " what's next?...Read the rest...

Life is a vicious cycle of climbing the pyramid scheme and getting to the top...Read the rest...

In the beginning… There was a tree One...Read the rest...

Dead of Fall In gathering storm clouds, Fall whispers its dread, Cold tendrils coil, as life's colors shed. Once vibrant hues, now wilt and fade, As darkness creeps in, a cold, silent grave. The trees shudder from...Read the rest...

In the tangled web of my thoughts, you’re stuck, A plague that both torments and comforts. I've heard whispers of your newfound flame, Yet I ponder how long that flame will endure. For I know, like clockwork, you'll return, Cause...Read the rest...

Spring, summer, autumn, winter, Nature’s endless march. Each a cherished visitor. With grace and determination, one by one each takes its turn on stage. Seeds, long buried, know their time to release next generations of flowers, grasses, trees, all else. Each a...Read the rest...

Some people think these recent disasters Are caused by abuse of the planet I tend to think they're natural occurrences The world is just running the gamut The ebb and flow of changing conditions Are normal like any time previous The...Read the rest...

Endless machinations of celestial inclination stretch, deform and incline. The children’s imaginations ignore Domination. Of only absence; it’s betrayal He finds. Worship was briefly offered up high, and it pleased their luminous Giant. But then they turned to machines and...Read the rest...