Frozen Poems - Poems about Frozen

In the labyrinth of warmth, I sought refuge in the cold room of frozen memories, From the cold room, I fled to the coffin of unspoken promises, And from the coffin? Only the bare hands of time bury constellations in the soul, Though coffins are perhaps the cheapest homes in real estate listings, No cell is lonelier than a...

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She's out of this world, thinking of no one but herself, The pain she caused on that fateful day, A forgotten wound that refuses to heal, A heartless queen, selfish in her own way." In the shadows of her mind, the memories linger on, The day she chose to shatter his heart, A decision made without thought or care, A broken prince,...

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The fire crackles—I take the heat, but my hands pass through my frozen skin. ...

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large frozen river a dormant energy trap sunrays melt release ...

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Frozen flames hide between the pages of every forgotten memory, I leaf through them like a treasure seeker through silent sands, censoring events of the past like falling stars, I dive deep into the painting on the wall, a portal to another world, each blink feels like an eternal echo of unwritten love, yet on that mysterious night, I found...

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Verse 1 His coat is torn his shoes are thin The cold cuts deep beneath his skin Little boy coughs small hands that shake Winter's breath is much to hard To hard to take. Verse 2 Sidewalk echoes silent prayers People pass but no one cares Cardboard kingdom borrowed time Every step is a mount- Mountain climbed. Chorus And the city turns away Like they...

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Icebergs floated all around me – frozen is no place to safely flee. I fell down on an ice crystal, then I heard you whistle and felt myself turn towards bold so I could leave this place so cold. So many crevices and cracks. Frigid ice coated my back. A glacier's huge backhand flew our memories to slush land. As my shivers began to shake, I...

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Personas have limits, boundaries veiled by the thin masquerade of pretense They whisper promises of identity, yet crack under pressure of reality's weight—poet She puts on her face while vaping smoke surrounds, Carefully paints fishtail eyes , studs, and crimson lips, satin scarfs around hug her hips Bindi adorned when with the Janes A sterling nose ring pierces...

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Written: March 15, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Sara Jama ******************* Lost in the frozen haze of a bygone era. are recoupable if you can. climb out of the haze of despair,  Beyond the places where I walk and linger, I often feel grumpy— anxious and ready to leave. I have become accustomed to a...

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I can only tell you of my fond memories of listening to Glenn Hughes It is as if a frozen mist has captured all of his songs that I hold dear I have forsaken him and have now turned to Iron Maiden But I will never forget the days and nights that Glenn kept me from the bay His songs endearing and triumphant in every...

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In times when I was met with frigidness, and cruelty scraped my fragile skin, I may have whimpered like a pup or merely shaken it off. Those memories remain somewhere in my brain but not in a place of joy or of grace. I prefer to lock up old injuries, and some I may have concealed so very well they linger as in a fog. Unlike the bliss of...

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Frozen Memories now lost its value. How may I melt it, couldn't find any clue. Amused and confused, whether it was true ! ...

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You are locked away in a frozen mist Your hand once warm upon my knee, my phantom limb— the sky atop your shoulders I kissed. You were never a man who balled your fist Instead, your eyes had guilt in a chrysalis brim, And for that I find my cold love an agony to resist. Yet there’s a delicious and chilled...

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The night was as cold as her heart, a December chill that seeped into every corner of the room. She stood there, her breath misting in the frigid air, a flicker of hope in her eyes. She had gathered her courage, her heart pounding in her chest, ready to pour out her soul. But I, in...

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It was a very balmy midsummer night shadows danced with me under starlight I heard a nightingale cry out for its mate in that moment joy fled. I became sedate My mind swirled with thoughts concealed with something I no longer wanted revealed I heard a whispering voice from my past a fleeting memory recalled that didn't last I felt the need to...

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