Flickering Poems - Poems about Flickering

Core of ancient planets where the outback grows a-wild; Wind atop the atoll high, hearken to thy child! Desert flower, where is love? Where is grace for me? Someone get me God above! Fate and fancy-free! Railing tyrant, city old, absinthe in a glass. Green fluid, ignited cube, sugar, sassafras. Vision sacred, mystery. Harvest season: when? Weathervane, thy melody! Here and now,...

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How did the sea become a crime? How did its blue become a bruise on the face of history? How did the verdure turn into red wrath, breathing fire into burned hearts, leaving behind it a black, frosty funeral? How did the tree become a Fury? Her strands of fire strewn above the dew and tranquil mounts Furious fire and melted iron Lava and...

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The mind doesn't passively await impressions, no tabula rasa, The mind is active, understanding, not just a passerby. He had bete noire towards Christianity, a Scottish Nominalist, David Hume, born in Edenborough, was a philosophical skeptic. Born in 1711, died in 1776, Two months after America’s Independence, a historical prolix. Pride was Hume’s downfall, a struggle he couldn't hide, Extinguishing it or...

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A fragile flame, in shadowed windswept space, Humanity, a candle's trembling light, We build our towers, then leave a barren trace, And plunge from soaring heights to darkest night. We weave grand dreams, of love and boundless art, Then stain our hands with cruelty and fear, We yearn for peace, yet tear the world apart, And shed the very tears we hold...

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Written: February 1st, 2025 For contest by Sponsored by: Brian Strand ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...

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In a universe of lights flickering on the edge of consciousness, The desire to possess becomes a hypnotic melody, cold and painful, Binding our souls to the shape of objects, captives under a mechanized sky, Where the thirst to consume flows through veins, a "biological" need that consumes us. The market, a labyrinth of exploitation, weaves the unseen class...

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In a city of shadows and flickering lights, Where the lines between dream and reality are written in mist, I wander through streets paved with unknown hopes, With heavy steps of melancholy and thoughts drifting like clouds. Here, in this realm of fragile illusions, We awaken each dawn, prisoners of the daily storm, In our hearts beats a clock of glass,...

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It’s hard to live when you feel like your time has already passed, it’s like dragging your life from the grave each day I keep asking God to rescue me, but the darkness covers his love I feel so hollow like I’m curled up in the fetal position in the corner of a dark room Overwhelmed by a deep...

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In the quiet hum of the café, beneath the dim, flickering lights, The Poet sat, a relic of past ambitions, his soul adrift in the sea of his thoughts. The Muse, with gentle and understanding eyes, brought him his coffee, Her gaze, a fleeting touch of divinity amid the cold machinery of life. Her kindness, a fragile thread in...

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I was with a flickering mind Leave your bed how long how long should I wait is not your dream yet over you are still under cover of your blanket closing eyes I was away with a flickering mind you came yesterday spreading long black hair flowery smile soaked in honey blossomed heart waving me softly to accept your bright idea I was hesitant like a shy sun to...

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In the quiet corridors of my mind, where memory and flickering thoughts reside, we tell ourselves stories in order to live, to find meaning in the chaos, seeking sermons in the despair of loss, searching for lessons in violence, where five snuffed-out lives become a moral parable, a narrative we shape to comprehend an incomprehensible reality. We are the weavers...

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When glimmers of light are by us cognised, it is for sleepy soul, a wake up call, signalling that God can be realised, if in staid silence we choose to stand tall and the truth of our true being recall. We are in our way and once we know this, we fearlessly leap into the abyss; at ease in the vibrant, inky...

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On the grand stage of the world, under lights of dreams and flickering charm, We dance our illusions, beneath arcs of sun and mysteries fashioned through dreams vast and warm. Freedom, a chimera of thoughts and rustling leaves lost in the ether, Carries us on golden wings, as our souls transform into vapor. Under life's curtain, lights dance in...

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A candle flickers in the wind. It’s wants to fight, it won’t give in. It wants to burn, it wants to shine. It thinks it’s as hot as the sun, as bright as daylight. The candle flickers in the rain. It soldiers on through the icy pain. It suffers terribly as it loses heat. But it waits and burns to...

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Cherish the time you spend together Keep her warm in frigid weather Make her feel special every day Let hugs and kisses lead the way Walking on the beach hand and hand A massaging of the feet in the soothing sand Romance is in the cards waiting our return Some music and wine no need to confirm...

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