Free For All Poems - Poems about Free For All

In the deep silence of the night, when the stars sing their longing for light, I find myself floating among the shadows of unfulfilled dreams, lost. Breath becomes an esoteric rhythm, an incantation of life and death, While my mind whispers like an echo from forgotten depths: breathe. The night is an ocean of thoughts, a labyrinth of unrest...

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In the labyrinth of thoughts, where worlds silently revolve, Under the shadow of the Monarch ruling in unseen illusions, A solitary Sovereign, avatar of ancestral downfall, Reigns eternally over human souls, ephemeral and fragile. And only Christ, the divine opposition, pure and chosen light, Dared to stand before the throne of this vicious world. On the first step, the liberal with...

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In the cosmic silence, under the rain of stars dreaming in deep abysses, My soul travels through the veil of a universe of shadows and lights, With each step in the night, when the whispers of ages caress my ears, When the wind brings echoes from beyond time, of forgotten longings and lost dreams. In a world of shattered...

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In the silence of the night, words roll like waves of time, She sees her face in every letter, as in an ancient mirror, I don't need to watch her read, I know she feels the call, Somewhere deep inside, she feels the weight of every whispered thought. But she keeps her silence, as if unaware of the enchantment, As...

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Another morning, Stormy gray lies, Verification code 062480, Method of payment, Onerous office, Forgotten, Depressed/suppressed, Collision warning! Erring & errands, Shopping for sanity, Trembling triad, Solo sunset, Revised & deleted, 140,000+ miles, 275 poems, Life, films, anti-humans, Usually hard, Orange King, If Jefferson became Burr, 2mm, DVR the clubhouse, Geeks inherit the earth, Sales + senior, Emailing Miock, Texting mockery, Dust, dirt, remote work, Deported to Mars, Arriving dead, Appointment, agencies, locations, Unremarkably dressed, Will do, Barely alive @ 5:15 AM, Squealing grocery cart, Monday...

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In the darkness that envelops us like an endless veil of mystery, The modern man struggles within his own shadow, a wandering soul, Reviving the echo of the lower soul, caught in Satan's snare, Not just a theological figure, but a force obstructing the light. Closed are the gates of the imaginal world, the intermediate realm, Between the sensible and...

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It seems so long since I've seen his face, This is no longer a home, it's just a place. If you could catch it, share it, This one's inner light, it might light the sky On Earth's darkest of nights. It might save all of us, I believe this will happen, And lighten and brighten, God's beautiful canvas. It may be a...

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During this time of agents and robotic helpers, we yearn for personification. We crave them to recognize who we are, what we desire, even to know our favorite ice cream flavors. We want these tools to simplify our daily activities. Giving us quick, personalized responses, while avoid boring repetition. We want our agents to reflect our deepest longings. They should have a...

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Am I acting normal? Am I blinking too much? Am I staring too long? Are people staring at me? Feeling nervous, embarrassed, uncomfortable inside. Reminding myself to not let the unease show. Making jokes to mask the nervous thoughts I have. Laughing to cover up the awkward reactions. Focusing on the distance to avoid staring...

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Sun, your golden hues so breathtaking. Your rays shimmer fearlessly, and your warmth radiates down so fierce. Your rays peek through the grim clouds, brightening all in their way; your warmth wards off the abiding gloom. The grass and flowers await your comforting rays to expel their gloom. Laying in the fields, I await the...

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Began chatting, then as talking. Talking, to safe haven. Safe haven, to unfolding the dark tucked away. Unfolding, to sharing years of distant memories. Sharing, to unloading your internal warehouse. Unloading, to tears flowing. Tears flowing, words stinging. Words stinging, airway burning. Relief, haunting at bay for...

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Blue-eyed baby. Eyes as blue as the ocean. Hair as blonde as the sand at the shore. Blue-eyed baby, how you’ve changed my world. Blue-eyed boy, how you’ve grown. How I love you more than all the shells in the sea. Shine, my beautiful blue-eyed boy, may you brighten the day of everyone you meet as...

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We need love Dark world. Insensitive people. Gray life Stop. Stop this life. We are sick. No suffering My heart is beating. No. Dead my soul. Leave it Just see. Last breathing. Imagined love. You. Past Feel. Touch. Be together. I give love. Accept it Woman. We need love. Kissing. I love your legs We need love I am your slave Mistress My dark less...

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When the pungent dust and smoke settles on empty streets and on the rubble strewn, bombed out blocks - when all colour has been bled out of the land leaving a shroud of deathly grey, what can we do but weep and let our tears trickle down onto that red geranium clinging to life in a battered pot balanced on the last windowsill left standing in our homeland. ...

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Manners are the party fancy — Petit goldleaf on the melting pudding, A sticking cream now on your fingers, Immovable for hours. Manners like a lady, Her morning bonnet pinned, Perching, tilting in the wind. That flat earth, mountained at the dome, With feather shores and flower groves, Shiny plastics, false as those at home. Nods and bobs and toothy smiles, Inflections in...

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