Facsimile Poems - Poems about Facsimile

... “When the heart breaks the trail of longing gets lost in the debris of its shards”- By Poet The sparkling dawn enwraps my heart with hues, spreads the sunburst luster of my yearni......

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... The sparkling dawn lights up my heart’s horizon, spreads the sunburst colors with the lattice of longing on the fervent garden blooming with my love, swathing the facsimile of your florid fac......

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...The world is quiet here Yet growing louder by the day Renting paradise from vultures Split amongst two flavors of instability I clamored and dreamed for that golden armor That title that would......

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...The guide with his cheesy hat, and colorful umbrella encourages us to: gather 'round. His anecdotal spiel is by rote. His shtick is fact-slim and slick, but it’s also my current gestalt as I am ......

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...Another conversation within myself. Another riddle within the spectrum of possibility. Wouldn't it be wise to search for someone in this moment of desperation? Fighting to wipe away these tea......

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...The wrong facsimile receiving noise in the right rehearsing recital time of genesis room What is patriotism? To love your land, to be there for the cause of the land. What is the core value of......

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... The sparkling dawn serenely veneers my heart’s horizon with halcyon hues, spreads the sunburst tinges of my timeless yearning, and paints a golden garden in my heart’s canvas, bloom......

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... In the splendorous sapphire space of my pristine heart, shimmering in the sanctified radiance of the indigo night, you gleamed like seraphic sequins of argentine moondust, making me feel fas......

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... The sparkling dawn lights up my onyx heart, spreads the sunburst spectrum of yearning in the fervent garden of feeling, blooming with my love, designs the facsimile of ......

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...Spirals Smiling so polite to regurgitated lines that we recite A serene sea A tranquil facsimile That's what you see That's what I show all so you don't know In the mirror I see fire I ......

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... In the mist of the journey’s penultimate mile at the edge of the ordained pasture of future obscure, the sunset swansong resonates in the twilight hour for the forlorn wanderer silhouetted sha......

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... My hibernating heart, frozen in arctic horizon, wakes up enlivened in dazzling dawn, the yearning brush soaks the sunburst colors, paints a Monet garden of blooming lavender love, unf......

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...The guide with his cheesy hat, and colorful umbrella encourages us to: gather 'round. His anecdotal spiel is by rote. His shtick is fact-slim and slick, but it’s also my current gestalt as I am dr......

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... At the fringe of the twilight zone the dwindling day flushes halcyon horizon with cinnabar sequins, the sunset splendor spins celestial strands in the formless film of cadenced cloud,......

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... Expansive aspiration of effervescent incandescence disperses psychic plasma of primal spectrum, painting panorama of passion on the silken sky, the configured fascinating facsimile of......

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