Faraway Poems - Poems about Faraway

Staring out of a flapping tent door, sunset is hidden behind the hills. Cuddled up in a flimsy sleeping bag, I dream of a warm bed. Morning breaks- craving hot tea, watching my breath mist up in the mute cold of dawn, longing for the whistle of a kettle. Home is more than mattresses and pillows but a haven, where regardless of how wrecked we...

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Standing on the edge of time, Seeing the moon far away, Heart sick with longing, Heavy stones, laden piece by piece till heart drops. A sight to behold— Beautiful, pure, far away. Reaching for an embrace, As cold winds smack my face. The brightest moon, A contrast to my bleak spring. The deepest longing, With mosquitoes as my companion. A wretched fate, Only suited for an empty embrace. Standing...

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I can’t conceal my moods, can you? a long face reflects a rough day a smile says now everything’s OK Fighting back tears is useless, you see something...

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Oh how I yearn yet words remain compacted within my chest, a heavy silence lies; through tender touch, through gaze, our souls aligned in soft embrace, love whispers "never dies." I've read the secrets written in your eyes I can't help but wonder if you've read my eyes speak to me; let silence not disguise the love we have for each...

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Some of the most beautiful moments in time are those that arrive unexpectedly and leave indelible traces on the heart. ~ by poet 'pon Winter's wind a voice called to me In barely a whisper, he repeated my name It was as if he was asking a tender plea Magically,...

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She stands at the window, Looking at the children in the meadow, Playing outdoors is a luxury, She’s saddled with drudgery. She feels the world has no place for her, And emancipation is only a blur, She wishes she could hide in the night, Or climb its ladder to a distant height. Death has brought her down a horrid way, The sun-kissed day doesn’t...

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I love how wè live faraway From the noise and voices Echoing like dominoes falling fast and faster into the abyss Of destruction. I love how we live safely, We think, as long as the world Stays confined within electronic Devices like caged birds, wings Beating breezes into deluges. I love how we live unmolested By the sharp edges of violence, The softness of sun when...

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Far, far, approaching you, I walk the border forever, Forever? Into eternity, where my being has already given forever - desire, Desire, I no longer have what awaits the longing that flows into the distance, Which did not give me here, but pulls, takes me - through another life. Far, far, approaching you, I walk the border forever, I would...

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Written: September 23, 2023 _____________________________________________________________ In a faraway land, as the sky hits the field, Amidst a land of shades, a country concealed, Realms of anguish wrapped around the woods, As the idioms of conflicts to value their goods. In a faraway land where dreams converge, Amidst infinite woods and fields we emerge. Through corridors of grief, our breath is cold, As the...

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As the sun was setting And the birds were in their nests A weary old lady Laid her head upon a pillow To take a short rest She was very tired And soon fell fast asleep She looked lovely and comfortable, Peaceful, tidy and neat. Her house was in order, Chores were all done She had written to friends and family, Acknowledging everyone. As she lay sleeping She looked...

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I found light when darkness is engulfing me Lead me through,even when the storm rise within me Keep me high, don't let me fall And u I will live for Cause right now,I feel my heart is faraway Faraway from me My city is filled with stars Cause I have my angel with me...

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Breezes blowing through her auburn hair Reminded me of seashores in faraway places, Those times we lounged in an afternoon lair In the most God-forsaken primitive spaces, The best times of our life together, I swear. Written October 9, 2022 [dedicated to Deborah] Submitted to "Bite Size No. 53" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Line Gauthier...

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A beaver and a bandicoot, After playing squash one day, Were sipping cappuccinos At a quaint outdoor café. "Ah, thish ish sho like Parish", Lisped the beaver with a sigh. "And I," remarked the bandicoot, "am 'minded of Mumbai, And Rome, and Barcelona, And so many other places." The beaver merely sat there Being quiet and making faces. "What's the matter, chum?" asked bandicoot, His voice as...

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Love that you found someone for yourself. Hate that you're often becoming further away From me instead of anyone else... Why should I be there for others When no one is here or there for me? I have already acclaimed how lonely I am. Yet nothing else, but this same path, Is willing to change. Not that I am incapable of making friends... I...

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The ooze ought to bestow fear on its forms. The torrid heat of July gags your sacred calling. It holds inside you, humbly inviting storms. Singing in the gentle light of root caregiving. Their activity heedfulness is vanishing. Hanging pixie wings are sharp, yet blurring. Daffodils, once joyful, are now luckless. This late gap is bred by the deity endless. Each one should...

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