Fossilized Poems - Poems about Fossilized

...Galore of buzzfeeding, needling and scamming female hustlers... with a scheming, loving, and enticing guise alive and well seeking gullible guys (once upon a time just like me), who experiences......

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... A phantom presence etched within the word, A shape that lingers yet is never heard. It sits in wait, a linguistic ghost, A silent sentinel counting up the cost Of expectations, sounds we long......

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... At the frail fringe of the twilight zone the dwindling day flushes depleted the halcyon horizon with the last shower of cinnabar sequins, the sunset splendor tran......

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...The Heights of Machu Picchu, Canto VIII by Pablo Neruda translation by Michael R. Burch Ascend with me, my American love! Let’s kiss these mysterious stones together! The Urubamba’s torren......

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... I dived into the cauldron of magical potion, drank to the full the elixir that in an instant turned me into an entranced wizard. And I saw … In the desolate seashore of secluded island, p......

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...Amen pours, moisten the topsoil Amen pours. moisten the topsoil With trembling hearts, they took a stance Looking up among men and women, ever since No more darkened sins, no m......

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... In the misty milepost of the penultimate pathway, at the faded fringe of the future obscure, the waning tune of vibrant chromatic strings of the setting sun in the twilight zone, reverbe......

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...If stars could see the sun~ slurping the grunglethorp grains from sweat-soaked streams, purging puddles of blurmorgris, you’d hear the phazephonyx symphony of my intestines churning chyme i......

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... At the fringe of the twilight zone the dwindling day flushes halcyon horizon with cinnabar sequins, the sunset splendor spins celestial strands in the formless film of cadenced cloud,......

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...A ruinous filth spills onto the page Like sap from a trees rotting heart Hands covered in black The speaker of my memories Smooth and razor thin An emissary of ink I envy the pen and it’s mela......

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... As you chase the melting mirage in the desert storm I look at your evasive eyes permanently petrified, see the void vision fixed in the personal frame. As the shroud of devious dust spreads on......

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...Organ-ize it like some sort of sick symphony I suppose though the latter half of my A&P studies suggest otherwise working together in harmony a kind of homeostasis, (it makes me shudder t......

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...Great works are like Fossilized trees Petrified by time And turned into stone. Great works are testament Of hard work, perseverance And made up of precious materials That goes beyond generat......

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...Gold autumn leaves when they drop to the ground remind those abandoned of summer love, falling and making a whispering sound, as dead ghosts come down to haunt from above. One spirit does not ......

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... From the yonder hazy horizon, the blue hills undulated gently down the emerald gradient of the rhythmic rolling waves of the luring landscape, that carved the contours of the charming......

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