Diffusing Poems - Poems about Diffusing

...TWINFLAMES Obsidian oscillated into lava slid across syntactic streams tumbled thick greenwood thickets impenetrability an intricate illusion wicked sha......Read the rest...

...Life is a song, where you are the deep breathtaking words of your heartbeats, in mellifluous melodies that play every day, beneath starlight and the shimmering sun, rhythmically with your sapphi......Read the rest...

... Earthly Reality The day silently journey toward anonymity with eyes wide awake while a plethora of resolute......Read the rest...

...Time twirls slowly, when tragedy sunders antiquated wings— maimed and eroded, becoming featherless angels, ferociously combatant, sparring to win, wandering in vacant division, while pen......Read the rest...

...Written: October 06, 2023 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have seen the ample fog, so dense and vast. It swallowed the world—a look that couldn't last. I cried and......Read the rest...

...Lunar phases of deepest thoughts Fasi lunari dei piu' profondi pensieri The unwritten absence of your beautiful soul, before you entered my world— I closed my eyes to the sparkling tinctu......Read the rest...

...In the edifice of memory, we slowly blend... a citrus scent of tangy orange peels with freshness sniff of cinnamon cakes. an ephemeric smell of wet shampooed hair with a spritz of cologne ru......Read the rest...

...unheralded sky over sleeping souls, diffusing the days tensions......Read the rest...

...TRANSFORMATIONS perceived   daydreams a flas of the conscious   conceived a sudden   salience sufaces causuality   creates i. a state of emergence a poesis  realised in a   visi......Read the rest...

...He knows the sum of all your days, the secret of your hidden ways. Your thoughts, the meaning of each look, are in his eyes an open book. The course in life that you would take, and foolish mi......Read the rest...

...stepping towards you for the first time everything around seeming blurry blues except for us in red taking the spotlight with pale skies and cold weather outside you were like the sunshine s......Read the rest...

...There is a point in the past where a curtain comes down beyond which all is black and white. Photographs of dead relatives, for example, transition from colour to monochrome the younger they get......Read the rest...

...I was born in everlasting springtime, as happenstance often does to others, Like natural green halls wherein joy sings, to its wilder sisters and brothers. I was situated in mellowed sunshine, li......Read the rest...

...Friendship – a seamless sky, far too complex to gauge or delve. At times like the early rays of morn, it fills one with joy. At times like a gentle breeze, it cuddles and cossets. ......Read the rest...

...In the Balloonitarian religion it's believed when death comes to visit, the string holding on to life is released, slowly there's an ascent higher into the forever sky, drifting wherever the gentle ......Read the rest...