Distill Poems - Poems about Distill

...Messengers Of Hope Our messengers of hope are leaders in the field, hardcore and always at the ready. Our messengers of hope are here countable no matter their cause. Our messengers of hope ......

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...Stand firm though winds may try to break your will, Dare to begin where endings cast their shade. Endings are myths that stubborn minds distill, Sow your own path though doubts may leave ......

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... One Only Goal Vain is life without the light of a goal Like a ship sailing in midst o......

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...As a lad four years old, I knew what I could see, and I knew what I was told... and that was reality. Then something popped that balloon - appearances might lie. It was a TV cartoon - a mirage......

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...'Tis not of feline lives we'll speak today, Nor lords of meth-wrought realms bid hold us sway. Regrets we'll face, yet love shall not decay, For life's true joys will guide us on our way. Not ......

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...The calling gull leaves her nest her wild magic cleaves the nimbus. An avian aerialist suspended aloft she sails on tapered ribbons of cirrus silk, ruffled sea breeze ironed ‘neath her lustrous ......

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...Jill and Bill glide on the rill, Bubbling with thrills, Embracing the chills, Past serene hills. Patiently yearning for gills, Jill—with her bait and skills— Fills her spirit with a frill, A......

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...The storm recedes, its rage now spent, Leaving the earth to emit a scent, A dank, damp, earthy smell of wet grass, That breaks the drought, from its parched impasse. In the quiet there after, a......

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...As daylight fades beyond the distant hill, Dusk paints the sky in hues of soft repose. Through swaying boughs, the birds their songs distill, While gentle breezes dance on tippy-toes. Lotus ......

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...In the whisper of twilight, where shadows meet the edge of dreams, Lies the truth of our times, a somber murmur carried by the wind of mediocrity. Once, the soul soared with the ambition of stars; ......

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...I smile, deceiving time, but my bewitching heart weeps, In the evenings when loneliness spreads its canvas with sparse stars. To love you – means I wish you fields of poppies under the illuminated ......

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...I once wished your praises to pen O in our exclusive love den, But most of such dreams—nine of ten, Oh, buried were ere they began. Poems are now bereft of words, Our den, nestled by no more b......

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...There are times when I walk down the block I ask myself: why don’t I just walk into the woods To live a little bit more When I am looking for jobs on the open market I mine for a nugget of pains ......

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...Wandering Over time I lay awake Wondering the purpose of it all The struggle to survive And the reason to go on Why we are born And why our choice is not engaged in such decisions If life ......

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...One of the poems from my chapbook #IT'S GODLY The howling winds depicts no hurricanes The sound of rains tapping on the stones is no noise But a reminder that in the fields, human silence predo......

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