Diverge Poems - Poems about Diverge

We were once a tide, rushing in pulling back with the rhythm of trust Now, the ocean feels quieter its whispers lost between us I used to need your voice like air in a drowning chest but now silence feels less like absence and more like a friend I’d forgotten Living apart has drawn maps on us lines of independence territories of solitude I see you...

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In a universe of shadows, my steps diverge from the crowd, as if walking on a sea of glass, each shard reflecting a world that was once whole. Independence, a bird with silver wings, rises from the ashes of conformity, and I, with a trembling heart, dare to speak words that burn like flames, words that cover my skin with a...

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Two paths Diverge in the yellow woods, I took the one that led to Burger King....

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In a world where roads diverge, Choices whisper, secrets surge. Paths unfurl, uncertain, wide, Guiding footsteps, side by side. A fork unveiled, a moment's plea, A crossroads laced with mystery. Do I venture left or right? Which direction claims the light? The first path gleams with golden hue, Familiarity in its view. Well-trodden steps, a beaten trail, Promising comfort, without fail. The second path, a whispered breeze, Whispering...

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Two Roads Diverged in the Woods Said; Robert Frost. This is about the other road. TWO LOVERS DIVERGE Inseparable in university days, Loving botany in myriad of ways, We dreamed as one each night, Entranced, same stars in sight, Our fantasy the Appalachian trail, Science was the official tale, Yet, what circled our mind, delights in each other, sure to find, A journey of days we laughed,...

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Sum of two, percolating hearts Two forks merge, Love's current to kickstart Love's seminal streams nutrients cart Naively, through winding conduits dart Each mind's eye the vital signs chart Through coronary arteries; blithe goals, hopes jump-start Strains increase blood pressure, tearing conjunctive cells apart Gritty plaque dams; communication channels thwart From heart's door, through silted veins, corroding dreams depart Alter egos swell; each...

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A place that feels quite like home, With old and young, Fashioned and new, With poets quite like lovers, Friends that are like brothers, Sisters and den mothers, The experianced and lecturing, Who feel that they are fathers, Theres the lost who are seeking, And the Found who are singing, Praying and speaking, Crying and laughing, Warmth of the Hearth we all sit around, And sip on...

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