Diverges Poems - Poems about Diverges

...Let me lead you on a voyage to the singularity, where mind and world collide. What is the mind? A filter that selects and connects, the world as it varies, with all its cues and views? ......Read the rest...

...Through the chambers of silence where lost time stirs, In the room where once hopes blossomed in a flight towards the horizon, Now stretches a wasteland that whispers from shadows and profound horr......Read the rest...

..." (Two roads) diverged in a yellow wood and I choose the the one less traveled by and that has made all the difference. " ......Read the rest...

...Once-green golden leaf diverges from its high place slowly falls to earth. There it will dry and shrivel; like your love for me did, why?......Read the rest...

...C A U S A T I O N vs. D E T E R M I N I S M Choices form towards our preordained trajectory Decision built bricks stack factors progressively Circumstancial pegs compile in acco......Read the rest...

...She chooses to live a life of style , A life where her story Will be told using stanza Rhyme and conclude in verse. A story which will be  Written using metaphor and Simile to illustrate ......Read the rest...

...I Am Always Right Here Dear! I am always right here Door of my mind open for you. You may have wide vivid view. No hide and seek, crystal clear. Feel fre......Read the rest...

...WHAT IS LOVE Emotive urge surges and diverges to snatch or leave, to grasp or sacrifice. Kindness kindles or anger outrages. Love is the fin......Read the rest...

...sam i yam not, nor will this 'lo bot go away cuz, every coordinate in cyber space allows, enables and provides an opportunity to bray, and thence get access to each ex......Read the rest...

...DIMENSIONS. To think of you Is not to think of you Tonight. A single point diverges Into dimensions of horizon Subterranean reasons within Causing rippled symptoms. Singular diversion......Read the rest...

...What life has to do with unpreventable death, if all I do is live without scope or time... not being the least aware of loss of breath? These years are lived with remorseful treason, being afraid ......Read the rest...

...When I was just a little boy, Attending Sunday school, The story of Methuselah Outshined the golden rule. He was just like Rip Van Winkle, A kind old gentleman, Who lived more than nine hundr......Read the rest...

...Birth is the beginning of a quest which is unseen to human eyes, sadly ending on our unpredictable death, but not living another day shortens that distance. Who decides our fate in ways so dr......Read the rest...

...Friend, before life moves us to the parting ways Let wisdom tell from rend of heart its lessons old That you may take your journey springing praise And mend with gladness dream and mirrored fold ......Read the rest...

...Trapped in the essence of time’s significance buried under rocky grounds a flickering light eternity’s gaze ordained defined her senses heighten into the blue flash above ahead streaking to her des......Read the rest...