Desires Poems - Poems about Desires

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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syrup spit in my ear teaching me how to slide and she the hip hop record out the san francisco's out of the san francisco hurdled dirty exchange rates mastering the filthy turn broken horn memories adjacent his new coats he had and hadn't given away how he wound down towns spendings is spring weathers are drying deserts behind her eyes so depressing sad how about some ice cubing and she would...

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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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It's good to be a good person But I have to be a good one Dare to say what should be said Dare to defend yourself when taken advantage Dare to say no if you feel unfair Choose well with the right person Everything has to have a limit on comfort It's enough to give your heart To someone who...

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I seized the moment, sure I’d repay it in kind. What’s a hint of regret for what I thought I needed to burn? Now the burden grows, sleepless nights interest is accruing. The cost never diminishes, but the memory of the flame is a vapor, and yet, I still pay....

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Suitcase packed Going on a journey No fixed plan nor agenda Through the shady woods A bonfire in the night To a riverside camp Angling by a stream On a mountain trail Where the snow capped peaks Touch the sky Soaking up the sun On a sandy beach Listening to the billowy waves Crashing on the shore Gazing at a glorious...

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Day light sets as the darkness creeps in With the creatures of the night, their sly evil grins And piercing eyes that slip into our being For there's things in the darkness that weren't meant for seeing And the things that linger have a devilish way Of begging to us at the sun lights last ray To join in and...

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Beauty painted by nature in the clouds, A big umbrella that shields not the crowds, Pitter-patters and everyone is soaked, Thereafter, sunlight anger is provoked. Brushes not coloured by oil or water, Yet hues of blue, pink and red on blotter, Leaving the painter's brush so sirenic, Just to make the birth of the night scenic. Dark veil then covers twilight's pretty smile, With...

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In the silence of night, when stars become silent witnesses to our unspoken desires, I imagine how my fingers would intertwine with yours, like roots seeking the depths of the earth, And how my palms would caress the contours of your face, drawing maps of love on your silken skin. I'd want to whisper poems to you, words...

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