Deepened Poems - Poems about Deepened

...By Khomotso Makitla Wormholes start small — slow, but sure, they expand. The magnetic field of your eyes, your smile, your laughter, Attracts and does not repel — why fight what the heart desire......

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...I was D'politician I was once the hammer in this world, I was the people preacher and also the politician, I was in charge of life incarnation through teaching, I was a man of the people who ha......

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...Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused. — Paulo C......

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... "Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused. — Paulo Co......

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...An intellectual dresses a simple idea in the cloak of heavy and elaborate words, Building castles from long, intricate sentences that rise toward the sky, While the poet, with eyes deepened in the ......

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... Under the cadence of footsteps on worn cobblestones, At the café where steaming cups held time hostage, Eyes met and lingered, a glance stretched into an eternity. A young American, as if scul......

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... I The bell the Town Courier want to toll To salute the day of reckoning in Getham City Is now on the neck of the scary-witty cat her paws like dragon Saints, Publicans looking on at each ot......

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... My daughter Louisiana where did it go wrong ? Why have you become so greedy Greedy that you feed on your own offsprings Intoxicated by drinking the blood of your own children Your sister’s ......

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... “A parent's love will shield their pain so that new happiness can reign.” _by Poet She found a dusty box of memories up in her att......

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...Truth’s metaphor bemused and confused lost ones, trapped as yet in labours of thought forms conjured, thereby failing to cognise flickers in space … revealing God’s light. Breath by breath t......

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... When gray waters of June moan…one last time Near the dimming edge of our isle, offshore-- How so many stars tremble quite sublime For this clutch of demise gushes its pour. Near the dimmin......

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...Our Maureen sits, At an old kitchen table She’d say: “I love you,” If she were able But she missed her chance, And took to the bottle She cried herself sober, And ran back to her hovel She ......

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...Two plastic plants, a blue glass vase of dead flowers, and a cactus. The cactus is the only living thing left of the four, and lucky it is, for it gives me hope that I can at least keep that alive. I......

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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,......

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...The air, thick with the promise of the coming downpour, held a peculiar aura. Not the sharp, acrid tang of the approaching storm, but a subtle, almost ethereal perfume. A dampness, a coolness, ......

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