Dust Poems - Poems about Dust

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In courts of shadow, thrones are made, Not by virtue—but by blade. From Persia’s gate to Zion’s hill, It’s not peace, but will, that breaks the still. Two lions stare with burning eyes, Clad in scripture, veiled in lies. Each speaks of God, yet plays the game— Where oil is blood and land is fame. Iran, the scholar cloaked in flame, Dreams of empires,...

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The clock ticks, a hollow sound, time that refuses to heal. Dust motes dance in the slanted light, each a tiny, forgotten sorrow. The news whispers of old wounds, reopened, a symphony of forgotten cries. Children play, their laughter a fragile shield against the encroaching silence. "When yesterdays become devoid of compassion", the present crumbles, a house of cards. The weight of what was, and...

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Wee Willie Wagtail, sleek and spry, Flew up to catch a bug on fly, When along came a wily willy-willy Swirling winds aloft willy and nilly Loop-de-looping poor Willie, up into sky!...

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I no longer want to be a child, for those years carry a thick layer of forgotten dust, where every corner hides a room where I learned to forget how to breathe, and memories are like shadows dancing silently on the walls of time. Returning would mean shattering myself on the same silent and cold corners, on the same...

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Read this, you must Excuse my dust, See ya on flip side, Reaper's got my hide!...

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Dust drops like silent thoughts, neglected over the piano lid, shut quiet and still. Some dust we keep as mementos in a chaotic pile of keepsakes. Some we wipe away on a rainy day, with windows wide open to keep it from our nostrils. We wipe away the fingerprints left by the guilty one, the cleaner upper-er, to leave no trace for retribution. Neglect,...

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I Know, Im a grain of sand Fixated on you. We are dust ,in this master plan . Ill just, blow away. To a never happy ending If you dont stay. Let's make this promise. I Don't wanta stop, what we do . I'm fixated on you. Everything you do , is sweet! While you think, you tap , your lip...

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In the inner garden where silence lays its mantle of blue dust, The butterflies in my stomach have slept so long they seemed like stones, Or perhaps they died in a winter of forgetting and cold shadows, But now, suddenly, I feel them awaken as if they were memories, They begin to move slowly, unhurriedly, like children in the...

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That's what we are That's how we came Simple, common thing Inanimate yet, produce From the best hand made Fashion in a gentle form Stood lifeless, face off Life infuse, same image Now praising face to face With love and compassion The Master has perfected His work of art made into A real masterpiece in life And that is you and me....

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The books miss our hands. Dust forms letters overnight— “Still here. Still waiting.”...

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In the nebula of your spirit's vast despair, When asteroid fields of sorrow wildly flare, Stand like a celestial beacon, constant and bright— Let your laughter be the starlight that conquers night. Though cosmic clouds may swirl, a dense eclipse, Your radiance can pierce the dark abyss's lips. For every void surrenders to a solar birth,...

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They say, Be not moved by gold, Nor charmed by crowns, Nor swayed by faces Carved like the dawn. But by hearts that give Without asking for more, By spirits clothed in grace, Stitched with kindness. Yet we—fragile beings, Spun from dust and desire, Bow often to the gleam, Reaching for what glitters. They say, Let the heart lead the way, Let the soul discern freely, That true beauty lies In soft-spoken...

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