Imaginations Poems - Poems about Imaginations

Attention! Attention!! Attention!!! Take note, be aware As we rewind it, let me remind you What was your aspirations When you were a kid? Did you achieve it? Are you still on it or forgone? Another reminder, without rewinding Are you dreaming or having vivid imaginations?? If it's when you're sleeping at night Wake up, it's an illusion It's a collection...

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The word ‘romance,’ according to the dictionary means excitement, adventure, and something extremely real. Romance should last a lifetime. —Billy Graham Imbibing Imaginations In my deepest fantasies, you don’t belong tethered to a buoy, singing that siren song. Bring your flute and kisser, near, nearer, Dear. Swim with me through deep sea caves; don’t fear. You’ve moistened your instrument, your lips. Now that you have...

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Sometimes it feels that Waves have ensnared in my mind But at some glance,that Waves are screaming in my head The nights be embracing me With coldy sorrows of breeze My hands be welcoming the sea with Open hands seeking for fresh breeze These my imaginations Has reached its destinations But some more shore are waiting So forced my heart and sinew for depart But somewhere it...

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He's been part hero part villain Struggling with her toying His babe's tossed his heart in a grinder Yet smiles at him He know what u doing It hurts like crazy She puts her blame on him Babe thinks he's a fool Doesn't know he's always 2 steps ahead She wants him an all out villain But he loves his innocent heart Deep down he still...

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Vain imaginations, like clouds in the sky Darkening my vision, and causing me to lie Down, oh pride, and vain conceits, I say Clear the way for truth, and chase the shadows away Unbelief, the thief, that steals my hope away I cast you out, and choose to trust and pray For faith to arise, and doubts to fade like night As...

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If only I could take you on a tour To the worlds that my brain has built And show you the lives I live The colors I paint my walls with The stories I draft on my brain cells The places I travel to And the places that I create inside it Would you have understood me, maybe....

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I open the books, turn around the pages Just to find you in it, to find ‘us' in it Hidden messages and imaginations of What you might do to me What I might do to you The touch of your hands on mine Intertwining my fingers around yours And suddenly the hopeless Monday might start making sense. Imagining your silly smile when...

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I build an imagination from your love, sweetheart Maybe two days from today I'll be in for a sick bay Struggling to get my breath sustain me at least a day, To see you again. Just maybe an hour to that last breath You will disown me with a rapturous vivace And see me as a side voice Never to hold...

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They love to play a game they call ‘Let’s Imagine’ because they never know the things that they will do or the places they will go. They might imagine they’re riding on a cloud…or walking among the stars…that they are sitting on the edge of a crescent moon their next stops…Jupiter and Mars. They might imagine themselves...

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~I saw what I saw with my heart and yet my eyes bleeds with tears of doubt 2/3/22 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©...

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SURREAL IMAGINATIONS painted  dreams     flamboyant& intricate     marbled into subtle hues emotional power     somewhat discordant intertwined    in     radical innovation ravishing    rhythmic atmospheres vapour    floating in air THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived...

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The black and white devil clouds, Becomes true beauty for me. The sweetest vioce of singing birds, Becomes a Song for me. The stable leaves and branches of still trees, Becomes high flying Birds for me. Imagination beautifully colours your life, Like a Heaven with all great vibes. We can survive in imagination, We can live...

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"Like the silence that screams, cursing solitude ... whispers of faith sing patiently with prayers" ...

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Stretch, hold, sketch, fetch, etch, told fletch gold. Paint ink quaint, wait, kink, late link. PAINT INK QUAINT, WAIT, KINK, LATE LINK. STRETCH, HOLD, SKETCH, FETCH, ETCH, TOLD, FLETCH GOLD. Flow, brush, know glow, grow, rush, slow woe. See, look, gee took me, shook free book. STRETCH,...

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Imagine with me that your local political economic community, municipality, bioregion is a communication network already at hand, like a potentially benign kingdom or mutually informed democracy, Which is what some residents actively hope for as a peaceful sacred communion and others engage in active voting campaigns and political party platform design for restoring Earth Justice communities as architects for cooperative economic co-investments. Within, these secular and sacred, economic and political, empowering and...

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