Flowing Poems - Poems about Flowing

She was a soul of morning, with light flowing from her skin like a golden spring, Joy blooming in her chest like flowers dancing on fields after rain, She believed in good, believed that love could soften even the hardest corner of stone, Then he came, a soul wrapped in silence, with eyes like locked doors, Carrying a heavy...

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A vessel of transference my doors never close All windows stay open where light can impose A constant refilling with verse to the brim Whose message of hope forever — within (Dreamsleep: April, 2025) ...

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At the end of the sea and start of the sand there lies a place; a place where we stand and watch the sea go from shore to shore in an endless tide; that for so long before the grass was tall and the wind was blowing, has been moving like the sea - the sea; ever flowing. And the stories...

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Forging in expectation a moment unseen To enrich her palette with emerald and cerulean She approaches her stage a white canvas of snow As she softy begins a ballad in harmonious crescendo A brushstroke so daring yet resevered to proclaim To taunt the wandering eye In a delicate maze [] As one yellow daisy blows in the wind Green mountains touch blue skies While a...

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Flowing Flowing softly, the wind blows mild searching the mountains touching the sky Breezing across the horizon reborn Sending a message to all, goodbye Up on the horizon grow the great peaks The hills grow hardy and strong Across the country, doing no wrong ...

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Your name defines my love, a song flowing through my entire being, Your presence is the rhythm of my heart, the metronome of our eternal dance, To keep your smile ever alive, I vowed to embrace any pain, Even when envy and indifference wait to crush me under their weight. I buried them far away when your lips whispered...

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I look at them, at the lines on my palm like rivers flowing through secret deserts, Wondering if they truly tell fate, if the future hides in the mist, Or perhaps they are just lies spreading like fire igniting dreams that burn. I look at them, hoping to see something, a whispered word among the lines of silence, But...

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"Good energy flowing like a circuit of light, cast upon my presence, your pulsing love holds me through the night" ...

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I can wait for you, my love, in the silence of flowing time, long and heavy years, with faith burning in every moment, and let the nights be silent witnesses, guardians of longing, one year, two, perhaps even a lifetime, wrapped in dreams. The leaves of the calendar fall like the leaves of a tree in autumn, but my desire...

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Why must a leader, I wonder, in the whisper of thoughts flowing like a river, make you follow them, crawling through the dust of doubts, in a silent revolt on the body of generous dreams, for the captain has left the soul sinking in deep waters. Every word carries a story, an image of a double-edged sword, that splits truth...

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Time flows an river flows ceaseless forever. Time doesn’t wait … Who can’t value is most unfortunate . ...

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On his way to the stream Leaves fluttered and dance with the breeze His flops screaming crisps sound Like it was being forced to step on dry leaves Naked except for a short and the abundant grieves Lying inside his empty bony stomach He got there slowly running out of believe Crouched on the sand and whispered all His deepest grievances, tears honouring...

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I don’t think she’s really aware That the touch of her soft flowing hair Takes me drifting through time To that evening at nine When she stole my heart without care I had just held the door Nothing less – nothing more A flash of eyes blue A whispered “thank you” Made me wish to perform an encore The hook had been set Though she wasn’t...

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Streams flowing into a river ebbing and flowing rising and falling The river separating them ...

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First come, first served love Is confusing and detrimental Kind of relationship heart thing. Never love if force is being made Neither happiness with money based A guarantee of secured relationships. Give love not out of necessity But love that is pure and natural An attraction that is free flowing spirit....

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