Desires Poems - Poems about Desires

Seeds of desires were sown as our glances met. Emotive urge started to flow though hidden yet. Wobbled heart got confused to manifest. No way ! Shy silent love to hesitate. Not...

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In the depths of a night where dreams intertwine with shadows of desires, Hope sings like a siren's echo, calling souls to sail into the open sea, They told me to hold tightly to the thin thread of hope, like an anchor in a storm, "Hold on a little longer," they said, turning words into incantations, A response to...

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The point of no return could be global or individual but never is it in the middle. It is a horizon of dreams aloft in hope held by tentative strands of rope that weaken and deny what hearts are seeking. It is love, stirred with hate that drips need to bleed us, heal us and force...

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May 26 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Nehemiah 7-8 Key Verse – Nehemiah 7:5 And my God put into mine heart to gather together the nobles, and the rulers, and the people, that they might be reckoned by genealogy... FAITH IN GOD WHO PUTS GOOD DESIRES INTO OUR HEARTS God puts good desires into our hearts...

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Unsure just which of these deep desires of mine is stronger: My desire to belong to someone who's wonderfully mature Or my desire to entertain many like a wildfire....

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In a world of shadows, where dreams intertwine with unfulfilled desires, where the bonds between souls stretch and twist like silken vines, I find my heart wandering among echoes of memories and extinguished sighs, seeking happiness in someone else's smile, in a glance or a word, but as often promised happiness is just a mirage on the sands of...

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Hope begins at night When the lights are out While you lay in bed In the dark And try to fall asleep. It’s when all the thoughts Start to creep in to your head And you want to grab a notebook And a pen And starting writing things down Like a maniac. So, Hold on to that...

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"Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee" ... Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster A grinning October moon bore witness to the quickness of desires coiling soul-skin-insistent in a woman-girl and her own, Bobby McGee. Two souls, just met ~ Bobby roamed, she lived in her parent's home...

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A whispered wish, longing soil deep, Touch the stars; all are called to weep Trillions of lifetimes, we shall strive, To grasp the heavens, to truly thrive But distance vast, and transparent the walls, Keep us from picking up on unanswered calls A cosmic dance, swaying fraternally Wanting touch, past the moon, eternally Across the Earth, our fingers yearn, Galaxies, expanse whispered to burn To...

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I approach Zion’s gate, Muttering words from my jaded soul. My creative mind has brought me no jewel, And I walk in the shadow of my desires. Songs flood my thoughts, But I’m too fatigued to sing. Will my journey end here? March 22, 2025....

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I say I grow without greed, But my wants, desires, and needs, Blur in the obscurity of my own mind. My heart isn’t filled with hate, It doesn’t wish to be late, To the race that is my blossoming maturity. All will wither, all will die— And so will I, But my thoughts will keep racing, Pacing, Across a room that doesn't exist, Searching for an...

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I remember that day so long ago when my family all went to the local store and I discovered the traveling art show paintings had they on every wall price so low that even I could buy and I did wandering gaze upon them but until I did come upon one a scene portrayed that I have not forgot a violent storm crashing...

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Deep within my being, a river of desires winds silently, a longing to open my wings and fly towards truth, but often I lose myself in the labyrinth of others' dreams, like a bird trapped in the cage of lost expectations. Despair envelops me like a fog on the horizon of the soul, whispering that I am not who I...

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Deep within my being, a river of desires winds silently, a longing to open my wings and fly towards truth, but often I lose myself in the labyrinth of others' dreams, like a bird trapped in the cage of lost expectations. Despair envelops me like a fog on the horizon of the soul, whispering that I am not who I...

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