Golden Thread Poems - Poems about Golden Thread

... We are but patches in life’s quilt— Tangled together, Woven as one. Pull on a thread, Watch us unravel. Ignore my thread, and I disappear. Ragged, jagged knots. Rocks in my fists. Bou......

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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 h......

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...Who killed the MC? There he lay, splayed on the street Chalk outlined mic and fist A broken clock reads four past nine Tatters of a golden thread left at the scene Who gained from his silenc......

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...She walks in rooms where silence hides it face, Not loud, but warm-a hush, a golden thread. She touches cracks that time cannot Lace, And brings back truths that long ago were dead. She melts......

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...It begins with a sky-split cry— a blade of wind slicing the stillness, gulls scattering like torn pages as the sea holds its breath. Then comes the first thunderstroke, not from clouds, but from......

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...I watch the play of life on the stage of time, where shadows dance endlessly, I see people without clothes and clothes without souls to wear them, Some dance with joy, others with sorrow, their ste......

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...I have walked through the hush of goodbyes, where silence roared louder than grief, where memories clung like shadows, and love became a thief. I lost not just them, but parts of me— echoes of......

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...like shadows in a slow-turning waltz, they drift— soft, unsummoned sighs from corners of the mind where d......

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...A cascade, shimmering, of rivulets that undulate, Metaphor thalassic, richly blending at the pate. Each silhouette of vitality, speaking with gentle weight, On shoulders resting, an adornment, del......

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...My wounded heart drinks deep from the rotting gut of misery, Humanity vomits its relics onto the oozing tiles of the real. I see kids chewing syringes like candy canes, Their innocence smashed, fa......

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...When twilight spills its ink across the skies, And silence tiptoes through the weary trees, The stars unveil their secrets in disguise, Whispered in hush beneath the evening breeze. The day’s las......

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...In every conversation, like a murmur of my wandering soul, I utter your name, like an incantation that binds me to the past. In every prayer, your name rises, A golden thread piercing the darkened......

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...Being alone is an amethyst art Gift to the soul searching dark Mahogany moments Shaping reality despite chaos or peace Pearl perception of reality red from blood of dead dreams that will ri......

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...If i could just save one life.... If the words you write can light just one flame, Ignite the night, end someone's pain. We each have one arrow, life’s bow to string, Whatever life aims, le......

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...In an endless night, under the velvet sky, I lose myself in reverie— A map spread out before my eyes, white as an untouched manuscript, For those without imagination, an empty place, a desert of me......

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