Echoes Poems - Poems about Echoes

I walk with a weight that I never quite chose, But somehow it fits, like the thorn on a rose. The pain and the beauty, they bloom just the same— Two sides of a story that whisper my name. Born of a mother whose roots ran so deep, But stolen at birth in a silence that still weeps. They called it...

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ECHOES PIERCE THE SILENCE* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I open the sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pinking shears, the pins, the tattered, tomato-shaped pincushion, and spools of thread. I gaze at the metal spool-shaped bobbins remembering how, as a small child, I flushed them down...

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flowing on a lake of full-grown orchids and smoke... through my lover's eyes each bloom becomes a wasteland in water-colored amber. ~ dusk of summer glides tracing our mild water's bend... sighs echo farewell 2nd place ...

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they slither down the long halls coiling thoughts like vine-sharp calls calm defies walls lean in with breathing cracks truth waits, but never walks back you flicker—don’t ask why their whispers rise like flood and tide but roots hold beneath the lie you break—and light slips quietly by...

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In the depths of a silent abyss, where echoes lose their voice, An old song is heard, a muffled murmur, a sigh of longing, A tremor that shakes the sanctity of love and dispels dreaming In a universe of cold shadows, where the light slowly fades. Here, hearts lose their rhythm, hidden under the veil of silence, And souls dance...

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Serene and silent evening Fluffy clouds rolling across Importing a lot of tweets She is waiting with high hopes To receive the warm echoes She seems alone but her heart Exults with the nostalgia Place : 3rd ...

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songer.co/song/xm7mr1l5mcksgt8pf2gmfpku [Verse 1] She said it was just a poem— Left it trembling on the windowsill, Ink still wet, like tears she never cried. But her naked vulnerability, Unfolded like a secret too fragile to speak. I felt the chill as the sun fell hard Behind her silhouette— Bare, distant, unknowable, a memory marred. [Chorus] Oh, how I miss her, the light in her eyes, The laughter...

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In the depths of silence, where sounds fade into echoes of longing, The veil of mysteries unfolds like a river of thoughts and emotions, The wind brings whispers from the sea again, a murmur of time, Beware the sword of choice, for history often makes us fools. What was noble five centuries or even twenty years ago, May now be...

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Poem submitted to "Those We Love Poetry Contest," Mystic Rose, sponsor ECHOES I open the sewing basket, letting my eyes and hands run over the tools she had used—the scissors, the darning egg, the pinking shears, the pins, the tattered, tomato-shaped pincushion, and spools of thread. I gaze at the metal spool-shaped bobbins remembering how, as...

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A quiet handshake— now just dust on the breeze falls, names fade with the dusk....

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Written: July 17, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: X F Lacasse ****************** From the anvil of solar eclipse flame ~ Sunsmith struck with a mallet lit by light Blows hump the sky ablaze by molten might— a yellow nepenthe for summer's shame! Sapphire...

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Written: July 17, 2025, for contest by Joseph May ******************** Silk voice ties the tunes of the throng As you play the chill, snake-hands song Void doesn't just loom—he swoons and croons Of the throng, silk voice ties the tunes My...

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Men in tailored suits and satin waistcoats, gold watches peeking out of their pockets, walked arm in arm with women in wide skirts ~ hooped, crinolined, elegantly sculpted. Their tight corsets tease each careful traipse, leaving traces of elegance and opulence... dotting the streets at Christmastime with exaggerated silhouettes. They kissed under mistletoe ~ hung in doorways, each kiss claiming a berry until none were...

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The poets ease a troubled soul – their lyrics echo in the heart that yearns for soothing silence – a sombre melody that shadows part. Echoes drift where silence clings We mourn the scribes as truth has given way to ego, pride. The echo found in coded pyre alongside ashes piled in their stride. Echoes drift where silence clings Their tearstained pages worn folios, yet still...

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Like birds flying high over the world, Words of love never unheard. Loud voices echo through different phases, No mistakes.., Just choices in these mazes. Walking threads, edge tight like a judge, Told me, “Be strong. Don’t budge.” They speak of light at tunnel's end, But what about the road we defend? The morals we bend, The lives we...

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