Immortality Poems - Poems about Immortality

Angelically controlled power ...

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you burry or burn as manure, dried leaves live in ~ plants, leaves, blooms, and fruits ...

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The curse of immortality Live always in the world, in the universe, and alone No age, no childhood, no adult life, no old age. Non Just live continuously, can’t stop life, just live. A life Always a life, cannot change, always the same life Horrible this life, prison from immortality; no death Oh, why? When is the death? When coming? Hell! Hell!...

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Mark The earth turns its face from you as if ashamed. You who tilled the soil, now marked by what the soil received. Your brother's blood— how it murmurs, how it screams. Deafness would be a mercy. Wanderer At Babel, you watch them build their tongues a discordance of hope. You know better. The tower falls. Always, things fall. In Athens, questions hang in the air like ripe fruit....

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Whenever I am reincarnated I would like to be a flower For though its life may be truncated a gift of love’s everlasting power ...

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Dear Breath, will you truly forsake me? Dearest Death, will you be kind to me? My favourite Life, are you satisfied? My quintessential self, do you truly possess this demeanour? Temporary happiness is always godlike bliss, Permanence is a dutiful curse. The more I look for profound beauty, The more I go far away from my salient appetite. Karma never forgives anyone, Building a...

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Across the years, 400 plus, my stories endlessly play out their parts. I played not on painted stage, but I knew the human heart - I captured, with quill and scratch, the passions of laughter and tears. I held up a mirror, in doublet and verse, to things unbound by years, like the weight of grief, the lightness...

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Ah, starry flower its gentle Breeze is touched me ...

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I wasn’t born into this world to fly with platinum wings. I wasn’t born to carry a golden light. I will be remembered, my legacy will carry on. I never craved immortality. The Sisters' Fate has brought me down a path. Where my inner voices. My words. My pen. Designed a different destiny. I will be remembered, my legacy will carry on. When...

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In a realm beyond existence's mist, Where dreams and reality coexist, Two souls embraced in a playful tryst, Beyond mortal constraints, they resist. A fairy dance’s eternal kiss, Whispering secrets behind their wrist, In this enchanted afterlife, they assist, The mundane in a world that does not exist. They laugh and frolic, no rules to enlist, Immortality...

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You're gone I will never see you touch you breath you in again. But in my words you will be immortalized. I assure you my darling that with my pen as witness you will be painted in deep strokes of ink to lie penned onto supple paper. I will describe your laugh your eyes the way you tuck your hair behind your ear. You will and have already been quoted described and yes, cried over page after page baptized...

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Seeming of a blessing, that morphs into a heavy curse Infinite youth behind old eyes that behold a library of stories Every generation is what writes in themselves the next verse And the chains of morality fall off as do the endless worries Love becomes seamless and turns passion into gray shadows What defines worth is the eventuality of an...

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I once was torn With what was What will be Now I see the present As immortality Death as an illusion That preys on the perception of time The friend that will release me From the presence of my mind Lost in the absence A guild from the void Death can not have me My light will never be Destroyed R.K.H ...

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Cosmic Fruit or Anyway the wind blows I thought one day I shall not It is as fast as a bullet and as fair as there-fore I am When soft haze scuttles a quiet bay at no time to unwind I said I'd be your King not just for a day I saw the proof in the look in...

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...“ ‘I used to love talking with friends, they gave such meaning to my life, but after watching them all die… it no longer makes my eyes bright. “ ‘I’ve loved women of every type, indulged in every sort of sex, from passionate to quite depraved, yet now, more and more, I neglect. “ ‘I used to the love to read the words of...

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