Eternal Poems

ETERNAL STATE

ETERNAL STATE
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Brain cells fade like stars at dawn's first light.
Skin cells age, too, losing their youthful flexibility and might.

Hair cells, once proud, now surrender their strands, and
even their vibrant hues lose to time's unyielding hands.

So, why amidst this cycle do fat cells have a different fate?
No matter my age they seem to have an annoying

Yah My Eternal Paramour

In the depths of my soul, You know me intimately,
A love so pure, so unfettered, it transcends mortality,
Unwavering and unrelenting, Your affection stands the test,
A boundless, fathomless love, that forever shall find rest.

When I stumble, and my heart is heavy with shame,
You forgive, and with compassion, You whisper my name,
In the darkness, You are my

The Tree of Life

A warm apple night,
moonlit tunes sprinkle around us
like snowflakes in July.
I collect them with open pulms:
silly dances, smiling eyes,
tightened arms when time felt too fast—

in the fabric of cider air.

The city wore coal dust, but
he smelt of cut grass and 
noon lake so serene—

I dreamt of bluebirds from the west
eager for new water.
Green leaves as

Love Personified

the personification of Love in the physical world --- Jesus Christ

Dawn

                                         The newborn dawn 
          

ETERNAL SEED

ETERNAL SEED
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eternal seed grows
mind flooded with connections
thoughts flow from inside

Fire and Shadow of the Eternal Flame

Fire and Shadow of the Eternal Flame
(c) 2025 by the Entangled Pair

You make longing feel like poems 
all soaked in sweat and truth
they flow out unashamedly
sometimes unkempt, uncouth
and as they flow somehow they show
the yearnings of our youth

I come to you as fire and shadow
filling you with pleasured pain
pulsing you to overflowing
striving to relieve the

The longing of an eternal: Inspired from The Sandman by Neil Gaimon

As the dream king is sat at his throne...

What am I to do whilst I am away? What then would befall my kingdom? There is still so much to do but yet, I am administered so little time. I am here now but what should take priority? This throne alike every footstep of mine bears

HANDS OF TIME

As I close the last window and draw the blinds shut;
 The mountains once viewed and cool crisp air no longer a must.
                As I dim the lights and close my eyes to rest
      

Godlike

With all the Gods who've been and gone
religiously believed in and prayed upon
for sure Thor was but one
but who'll be the next to come along
will we sing praises to him it or her
faithfully erect an edifice to edify
incense burn sacrifice virgins
bow down on our knees to deify
will fire and brimstone or flagellation
appear in the equation
with

You're an eternal, beautiful soul

You are not what happened to you. You are not what they try to label you. You are an eternal, beautiful soul that is part of the infinite divinity of source and the universe. 

You're an eternal, beautiful soul
By Michelle Morris
20/07/2025

You are not the thing
That thing that you fear
You are not that experience
That trauma that

In the eternal night, where stars weep tears of dimmed light

In the eternal night, where stars weep tears of dimmed light,
I lose myself in thoughts flowing like an underground river, unseen, aimless,
Reflecting the shadows of the eternal search, among spirals of time and dream,
In the silent dance of silence, which envelops the soul like a veil of abyss.
Under the boundless sky, where winds whisper forgotten

The Eternal Quilt

We are but patches in life’s quilt—
Tangled together,
Woven as one.
Pull on a thread,
Watch us unravel.

Ignore my thread, and I disappear.
Ragged, jagged knots.
Rocks in my fists.

Bound in silence,
Kneeling like a penitent saint,
Hands stigmata-bright on shattered glass.
A disciple of death.

I watch behind the curtain:
Frayed. Treacherous.
Mister looks my way.

Sad eyes, owlish.
Kohl-ringed and ostentatious.
Painted into empty space.

Looking like a

Dweller of our heart

“The essence in us is the same as the essence of the sun.” — Unseeking Seeker
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At the beginning—
before Satan lost his place in heaven,
Man had but one thought—only the good, pure one.
Our thoughts were like pearls shining in conscience’s trove,
beacons of hope, our unwavering guide.

Our hearts were like the sun—
they shed light on knowledge, and

Eternal Complaint

My mom's children numbered four, 
so, when she went to the grocery store,
she filled the cart up and then some more, 
and complained to her friends in frustration - 
she'd paid twenty dollars (because of inflation)
at the grocery store.

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