Grain Poems - Poems about Grain

In a labyrinth of time, every second is a grain of sand scattered

In a labyrinth of time, every second is a grain of sand scattered,
everything hurts: old age is a veil of shadow over my thoughts,
and death, an old acquaintance, draws closer with every tick of the clock,
an old man like me can vanish in an instant, like a star that fades away,
leaving behind only memories and

Against the grain

I go against the grain, this is the journey I’m in
I waited for reality… until I dreamed.
You’re now a memory, I bought you a cake,
I got lost in the past, and from there, I escaped.

I walked aimlessly, just for the faith
That through all the smoke, I’d see you again.
I kept your words, then tore them

A grain

A grain of sand
In torched desert land 
Though many around 
Burned with no pain or sound 
No man or machine 
Can tell the difference in between 
Though they look the same 
Each one has a different name 
Even if you don't what to call
A brick and a brick make a wall
Repetition of the same 
Different

On a Solo Night Against the Grain

what glows?
who knows?
fortune deleted
K(afka) coughs
it pains me/he/we (hehehe)
Goodbye/Hello: poetry 

a Thesis
just another YouTube video
stuck in profound rain
smirking in beguiling glasses
smoking a chamomile cigar
How sweet it is (was?)!

dangerous road conditions
misfortune detected
K(afka) croaks
Where's his (my) Oscar?
Hello friends!
Failure is the only option

Hello/Goodbye: poetry
in the House of Antithesis
Hell needs help
sticking to shticks in the rain
mostly cloudy
Goodnight & good luck

Saturday

You are just a grain of sand in an endless hourglass, time flows ceaselessly

You are just a grain of sand in an endless hourglass, time flows ceaselessly,
And one day you will be gone, stardust scattered in the cosmic wind of forgetting,
Maybe in twenty years, maybe tomorrow at dawn, when the sky is barely waking,
So am I, a fleeting shadow on the earth that continues to breathe,
The world will

A grain of sand

People are like a grain of sand shifting daily

Against the grain

Against the grain

Resistance to the

Appearances of

What is undesired..

Constructing a future

With a pleasant

Granular flow..

The plan of a

Reformer

Progressive

Self helper..

Stories of resistance

Against the grain

Already freedom...

Grain

The gold of the chest is broken,
and the hand that falls hard becomes rice,
The fruit turns into iron when it goes inside.

The force that makes it strong
The giver one day becomes the eater,
as night.
He is now a merchant, 
Not a farmer, a bloody knife.

With one hand, he now donates,
He took it back with another hand.

Grain

The gold of the chest is broken,
and the hand that falls hard becomes rice,
The fruit turns into iron when it goes inside.

The force that makes it strong
The giver one day becomes the eater,
as night.
He is now a merchant, Not a farmer, a bloody knife.

With one hand, he now donates, He took it back with another

Nacre's Embrace from Grain to Gleam: A Story of Quiet Revenge

Sand only looked to alight,
find some alone-time in the muck
no fuss was meant, it is only a space
as big as a grain taken, escaping its identical
brethren of billions on the sea floor.

Oyster only opened his rigid
lips to rinse, to breathe the brine,
to move a snack through his labial palps
in private, when a tiny intruder, unwelcome,
unbidden,

Interview with a Grain of Sand

Grain of sand,
Why have you come home with me?
Why have you left the others?
Don’t you feel alone?
Oh, I’m fine wherever I find myself.

Grain of sand,
How do you find a place for
 yourself amidst thousands of others?
Don’t you feel lost?
Oh, we create room for one another,
Altruism is our watchword.
No one hoards what others need.

Grain of sand,
How

a grain of sand

soft whiteness handheld 
gulf of mexico's finest 
glistening beauty

Interview With A Grain Of Sand

As I trudge across the Thar desert, western India,
up and down the waves of the undulating dunes,
my inquisitive sight is focused on their shining surface.
One tiny quartz grain of sand catches my eye.
I feel the grain is ready for a dialogue with me.

So I ask : Where do you come from?
Sand grain (SG) : Far

Interview with a Grain of Sand

A reporter balked at his assignment for the week.
Too insulted to keep quiet, he complained, “I’ve never talked
to a grain of sand before!”  “Yet, you must become meek
and DO it,” was the response. To the beach, he walked.

He zeroed in on one insignificant (he thought) grain.
“Hello, down there—uh, well, Grain. As a reporter, I’ve

An interview with a grain of sand

quote:  " Life is Dry as a desert, lest you find the oasis of love" .. Tanu Vermani

In timeless talk, with a grain of sand I sat,
From beaches wide to river's flat.

Voiceless, yet with tales profound,
Ages old, and wars unbound.

Through time's vast expanse it flew,
With camel caravans it grew.

Desert battles, blood-stained land,
Sands bear witness,

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