Impulses Poems - Poems about Impulses

...arbitary random spontaneity .casual thougjts said aloud improvisatoions impulses ad-lib at a whim ......Read the rest...

...I go within my being and touch the core of my soul. Like a monk in deep meditation, my mind is quiet. Exploring the hidden, unknown truths has become my goal. My conscience and consciousness are f......Read the rest...

...My tears dried up when I began to commit sins, In the furnaces of misery, my dreams were consumed. In the darkness of my impure soul, love committed suicide. I look at humanity with the dilated......Read the rest...

...I breathe in your out breath exhalations spare from death mouth to mouth resuscitation my existence just a fabrication drumming on the optic nerve become part visceral part verve wit......Read the rest...

... Written: March 2nd, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wingbeats on warm whisper wavelength wasteland, waves of wasabi writhe with wilting, whimpering, witless wri......Read the rest...

... "discarding narrow thought flow crutch we learn directly by soft touch and what we garner we relay to the vast void in childlike play entwined thus with the universe we dance without need to......Read the rest...

... When her shadow falls on yesterday, And the memory erases the hopes and dreams, Like faded stars in a warm, summer sky – Her fickle heart makes its way through the night, Breathing lonely i......Read the rest...

... Blank canvas gives you a fresh start to the day Every now and then we all need impulses Focus on the positive, you are allowed to let loose a little The puzzle i......Read the rest...

...I think no stimulus could be as potent as the one to pee. A feeling frequent and innate is this - the urge to urinate. It comes each day to everyone at work, at play, or on the run. It comes ......Read the rest...

...I seek out, Longing for truth, a truth so vast it spills over my vast landscape of jumbled thoughts and fills in the empty rooms tightly packing and smothering the dark impulses. I long for......Read the rest...

...The Spectre of sex appeal by Salvador Dali 1934 On the right-hand bottom side, we see Dalí as a child, dressed as a sailor, observing his monstrosity I misunderstand, tell what is the plan As ......Read the rest...

...Sometimes In silence I question citrine stars~ what streams beneath murky waters, Is hope still flowing through rusty ripples, why do we live in an orb of sheer blindness, would the w......Read the rest...

... Written: February 5th, 2024 _____________________________________ My heart is leaking blood, I can view hatred flowing, from every corner of the planet, a volcano spewi......Read the rest...

... Always it's you Beneath my skin Catching my breath Detouring my mind Even when I try to Fight impulses I still Give in to you Happily because I love you and not Just your sexy smile Keeps......Read the rest...

...I am less frightened when you are around me in pitch black. When you are in, like a rat before a cat, I'm anguished. I feel like I turn into a predator and attack My very self, and terrorize it ti......Read the rest...