Feigned Poems - Poems about Feigned

The moon dances on lonely nights, to astral beams of the clear quartz milky way~ I lay in an olive meadow designed in fragrant promises, hidden between thorns and thistles disguised as fields of ferns. Inhaling life, exhaling pain, as the Universe unravels a cosmic shadow that follows hail storms brewing in my mind. Whilst Vanilla butterfly snowflakes swirl in solitude through dark December nights, drizzling shooting stars upon my poetic...

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I wrote what I thought was a 'poem' some years ago, but it lacked rhythm, rhyme, and had no smooth flow. Its imagery was blurry, and it filled my heart with grief to read the overdose of alliteration, so far beyond belief. To be quite blunt, it was a freakin, fricken, flippen flop. I was distraught reading what I'd written...

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Accismus feigned about God search It’s our highest desire Without His grace, we’re in the lurch Far from home, we now tire We thus pray, day and night That we may see the light Bestowed spherical sight Bliss throbs ingrained Accismus feigned 02-February-2022 Quietus ...

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bruised zeal bled crumbling callous crest hoisted hanker smote cranky curves clothe hanky panky puked vying voluptuous views porous pen peered pulpy paranormal reared felon feasting fear sassy syllables etched in punctured pest whooshing pasts wet haggard future feigned dark drips craved. '20:03:10:16:22 Note: William Wadsworth...

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Confinement - I carry my prison with me no bounds or bars or barriers can equal the breadth of my bondage its burning poison possesses marrow and mind squeezing the emotion and energy from every cell and sinew. Truth be told it is a cell I walked into with knowledge and bitter wisdom and the lone latchkey hides very deep in my own pocket. Submitted on September 13, 2018 To the...

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Cheating death with a masquerade veneer, faking the failed attempt to hypnotize, the prisoner showed no pain as suture closed the deep knife wound bathed in crimson blood. His eyes were closed, ebony thoughts within, blackened to obscurity by his pain. But his revenge would...

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Listening in silent despair Ambivalence Numb as she walked Bound by time was far from freedom I wouldn't change her everything Despite my cries All is left behind me All is gone and All is lies Nodding smiles in Jester's torture Nothing escapes the fallen tree Close my eyes in hollows hiding Desperation saddening Turn...

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ah, love, the lies thou speaketh now tell tales upon thy character of darkness hidden ’neath green eyes and evil dripping from thy tongue lay not beside me evermore and proffer warmth of wanton flesh which kens not truth of any sort yet holds my soul as it were bound from out this bed of dreary dream and recollections far too sweet oh, that the...

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Feigned Love By Dane A. Smith-Johnsen Escape is there. Beyond the window, songs of nature call. The stillness of the evening sounds the flicker’s serenade. He sings, and sings, and sings again until his mate flitters near. Then silence falls upon those two. They rest, for love is dear. Subtle chirps of hope burst...

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forced solitude compulsory confinement freedom from the sun tall walls large locks glum guards the soundless flow of time yawning years freedom of thoughtlesness timed routines in a timeless atmosphere feigned freedom...

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