Flew Poems - Poems about Flew

What is love, really? someone asked, and my mind flew Like a bird through the sky of memories, through valleys of deep silence, Trying to unravel a question like a riddle woven from stars, For often we lament that life is a mist, an endless race, Where time evaporates like morning dew in the sun's rays, But love... it bends...

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I flew the international route Had an epiphany, no doubt Surrounded, the mix of folks Of ages, languages, life walks What if we suddenly can share One intellection, maybe pair? A story from a distant nook Earth’s wisdom, ready for a book Of money, family and love Tradition, habit thereof, How we can learn, and why we don’t? Out of indifference, we wouldn’t This plane,...

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Conmen squawk, ‘Fear our Bird Flu, And that we know What’s best for you.’ So bird flew. For bird knew That what men do Is nothing new. Open minds are few, Thinking’s voodoo; And what’s true Goes up the flue. So bird flew. Yes, bird flew. Because bird knew It’s not the first time, History rhymes, Since man can’t learn And always gets burned. All this bird knew; So, bird flew. Bird flu. They’ll say it’s a...

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The crows called to me, and as I watched them take flight... I too was flying! ...

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A thought flew by The weather is melancholy the forever is not for us to grasp dreams not be fulfilled  forgotten, not even to dust On a day like this, life appears pointless as one day we shall  not know we ever lived Yet, we cling on to life because we shall drown in the ocean  of endless time ...

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Bullets flew in Pennsylvania meant to divide us The blood they drew will serve to unite us ...

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In the memory of Eden, when we flew innocently, In the nights of dreams, in the bittersweet garden, we met, You were the pure flower, I was the divine tree, In a long-gone era, when I was younger, serene. I didn't know you were a woman, and I a simple man, With timidity, together we stepped into an unspeakable dream, In...

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Sarah made up her mind to be unusual She wanted to be different, unique, chic I need to fly, she told herself. That would do the trick How will we do it? Her brain asked. Her heart knew. So she listened. Just believe, the heart said. And so she did And so she flew....

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Beneath the shapeless sky of blue In the valley lacking a hue Was an isolated thin pond Where birds sang their short song to bond Singing a song hoarse with throats sore In the midst of their pond’s vapour And dunking their bodies with threads Into the pond, scratching their heads In the midst of this quacking though A foreign and sweet...

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Diffused soft twilight blush glimmers on the mountains,  birds returning to their nests at quiet dusk,  I, lonely in my backyard garden,  watch the vermillion sky at golden sunset,  the last rays of sun below horizon gradually being wiped out,  listening to birds crooning and chirping to their mates,  making sure their offsprings are fed, taken care of!  Aha! The warm nest -...

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When Eve was searching for a rib The Devil led her to a crib Where Cain and Able Hatched a stork fable Creating the very first fib...

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A Missile Flew I saw a missile fly over head Eighteen injured and six dead An apartment’s dark holes Collapsed floors, beds on the edge Licked by orange flames And black tongues of smoke Like a dragon peering out from a cave Unimaginable terror, nowhere to hide The safest place in the world Your home, decimated, walls shattered And peeled open like a tin. Under orders,...

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The last ten years swiftly flew by; everyone seems so much older, I barely recognize faces. And over time, I've realized; loyalties and friendships form on a temporary basis. Old age, indeed, levies a toll; my health deteriorated, and I sometimes feel all alone. I have trouble falling asleep; for my back is in constant pain, and what's causing it is unknown. I'm bald; there is no...

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Sudden was the descent of poetry on me I tottered under its weight My body heated up like the sun A frying egg yolk on the pan My blood started burning…. burning A strange madness crept across my senses Intoxicated as by an excess dose of ale Or drunk with the vintage wine Or by some mystical disengagement I started levitating Wings sprouted up suddenly...

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He flew home nothing remained only her. Houses and neighbors had shrunk into footnotes. His dog had lost its sense of smell - was not well. The roots of the town had rotted beneath the forgotten and disowned. The whole damn country had been re-landscaped. He did not fit anymore except into her - that was more than enough....

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