Hp Poems - Poems about Hp

H.astily I traipse “amidst these tombs,” “untainted eye…” P.reparing the way for the “hidden world of yore.” Luring lovers in, “lost Nevermore…” “O’er the midnight moorlands crying,” Verily to “wreck the solace of the poet’s mood!” Even now, “drunk of the fog-foetid fountains.” Cerebrally “reject[ing] the language of the glowing heart.” Revered and “done are my trials,” “my heart is reposing.” “All the...

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Let It Be HP On another poetry site the winding road took me for a ride from the top of the mountain to the bottom, at least in my eyes. Along the way my confidence inflated. It grew, especially with increasing reader views. This was good, seeing myself growing into a tall oak. This was the spark I needed. And recently it deflated. This popped my balloon. This little piece of...

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Come upon tomorrow, you'll think back to this horror, incomprehensible, feel sanity leaving you, You'll see in a minute, you can't kill it, you're insignificant, under the gaze of the universe you'll crumble, not even sorrow, a single glance is insanity, so numb you can't use profanity, hear them coming for you, a single thought and you'll perish, a candle snuffed out in a...

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My Spellbinding Obsession Written by D.W. Breidenthal Like all obsessions, I feel regret for getting Into fantasy Like all obsessions, I think about my crazy Fantasies...my mind's spinning & spinning... I'm consuming ideas Bliss - I'm a victim  Of my imagination  And my magical... Spellbinding...desire T'wards the Harry Potter books J. K. Rowling's cool! Kiss reality Goodbye! I embraced fiction  In my childhood nostalgias  I'm brewin' up ideas  Like all obsessions, They can be...

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A written word wistfully wrought into a compendium grim, Of the darkling ravens beset upon the plutonian shores, Hither did your shapeless muse invade our psyche and vapid minds dim, Edgar has retired his effete quill yet still it inscribes beyond our slumbering doors, Into the ebony emptiness of a nebulous night, Stranger the stars wheeling acrid the sky keening past the...

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