Dispelling Poems - Poems about Dispelling

... The vast blue ocean where our journeys start, A mirror to the soul both deep and wide, Each wave a moment playing out its part, As restless currents push us with the tide. Through sun-drenc......

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...In shadows deep, where darkness weaves its thread, Sin's whispered lure, a path where mortals tread. Temptation's fruit, a taste of what's denied, It's here that Satan's cunning plans reside. W......

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...Once she whispered to me, with the voice of a breeze caressing the fields, "Why me? What is it in me that makes you love me?" And I could have given her a thousand reasons, told her about her grace......

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...Your love, a boundless ocean, a sunbeam warm and true, That melts away the darkness and sees us safely through. A gentle hand that guides us, with wisdom's gentle art, Supporting all our dreams,......

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...Awaiting she who cares to find this special world where hope resides; the paradise within my mind where dreams were long ago defined, aroused by dawn's alluring show. Throughout the vibran......

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...Her daisy-do; a twirling stem says love. White petals-aye, the plucking slow and sweet. Initially removes her satin glove. Begins to sow her fate; each wistful retreat. Her blonde, blue e......

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... The posters bright, the faces young, A melody that sweetly sung. Four figures stood, a vibrant line, A feeling that was truly mine. Dao Ming Si with fiery gaze, His stubborn heart in youth......

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... The sky, a bruise of fading blue and grey, Holds breath suspended at the close of day. Then, just a whisper, a reluctant sigh, The first fat drop descends from on high. Not gentle tears but......

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... Where golden hues in grandeur softly gleam, A testament of faith, a vibrant dream, Stands Tabernacle in its storied might, A beacon burning ever pure and bright. With lines that speak of......

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... The tremor begins not in muscle or bone, But a stirring within, a seed that is sown. A current unseen, from the depths it does rise, A language unspoken, reflected in eyes. Before articulat......

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... The question hung, a silent weight, "Is God a truth, or sealed by fate?" A whispered doubt, a searching gaze, Lost in life's intricate maze. Then came a shift, a jarring sound, As unseen f......

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... The word takes flight, a borrowed feathered thing, Not beak nor claw, yet on the mind takes wing. A bridge unseen from object known and clear, To realms of feeling held both far and near. W......

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... A booming voice, across the air, "Mazinga Z!" dispelling care. From Pilder's flight, a docking grand, A robot forged in fire's hand. Koji Kabuto brave and bold, A story in our youth unfold......

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... “Concrete Hearts, the Deep End Keys and the Miniaturist's Poetry of Sleep” Following the Babel paths, where footprints progress like rough-hewn braille, temptation shows i......

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...was born with the meaning of home running through my veins.- Lauren Eden Topic: Light Suzette Prime: BORN WITH HOME’S LIGHT A primal spark, a nascent gleam, "Home" in the blood, a flowing ......

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