In Between Poems - Poems about In Between

Years of growth, years of wonder. Years of thought, years of plunder. Years of dreaming, years of hopes. Years of late nights, years of beers. Years of baggage, years of stress. Years of commitments, years of doubts. Years of love, years of responsibilities. Years of pressure, years of strain. Years of mortgage, years of pain. Years of fatigue, years of wine. Years of laughter, years...

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There is a door no one speaks of. It is not built of stone, nor carved in the timber of old houses, but hidden deep in the marrow of the world where beginnings were never written, only uttered once by a voice that no longer is. Its wood does not creak, it sighs, like an old woman who’s forgotten why she still...

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In Between The Lines To be discreet. Some will understand me. A time to write. A time to drink. Life with no boundaries. Toil in the night. Read in between the lines. Love writing. Always thinking. Empty pages. Poetry with coffee. Document your own journey. Own ideas. No limits. Ink on paper. Many new titles...

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(A lone voice whispers) Did you know that demons prowl like a clan of hyenas while you sleep? They come close, creeping in from the dark shadows and sniffing for the odour of your soul. Their presence may signal that you are becoming increasingly corrupted by the insidious manipulation of society as you grow older. They...

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Every moment we have, it’s not ours to idle away, It’s not ours to cosy in slumber, The night is not faceless, And the day is not merely a superficial series of events. We walk through a door leading to others connected in time, Mystery intertwines with these connections, We search for answers that plunge us deeper into the mystery’s wormhole, Each...

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Take me down the cobbled path Where moss and grasses grow Sink my heels in dampened sand Where oceans ebb and flow Let the breeze sweep through my lips The sunshine warm my skin Let the dew drops gently fall Where mornings will begin Dance me though the scattered corn And twirl amongst the stars Let the rain splash down the stream To the world...

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Foundation. In this modern world, has mankind forgotten judgment may await if one is religious? Title. The Priest talking on a Pulpit in The Great In-Between (A regal voice whispers) You do know What you do and feel in public or secret My child Writes all your life's many hidden manuscripts And follow's you like a Charles Dickens's Jacob Marley Character Into and after...

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i’ve never seen out a window ~ maybe you can help describe the scene said the blind man to Siri ~ asking her to throw light on his life’s dream a chatbot overheard Siri’s muteness ~ and typed I see what she means ...

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Scarlet sun peeks through a slit in darkling storm clouds. Butterflies go home. Sky meets sea at plum border as pink moon trails, in order. ...

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I am the unseen titan who stands with a height so vast. I am the bridge, the body, the threshold. In stories tales and film of some dull design. As ones passes leaving behind there shell upon there last touch of comfort opposed to the hands of grief holding on to what must change and...

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In between Between the cognitive and the dissonance Between the lover and the loved Cradled in the arms of Vishnu I am the infinite possibility Between states of matter is where I hold my potential I crave to be held but who’s hands are big enough to hold infinity Perhaps it’s a matter of bravery rather than scale The...

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Will he be visiting you with more than a lump of coal? (A dark voice whispers) Love and loneliness Unspoken dreams of romance and broken hearts Shall have no reunion But instead Like fettered beasts to the slaughterhouse They will stare foolishly into the distance As they are abandoned, Pleading for hope and a new companion For deaden souls...

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There was love in phases. Phase I – Korean Cultural Center, Delhi It was wrapped in the kimbap, served with soy sauce on the side – only one had to ask for it. We wanted to hold hands, and keep holding – only one had to ask for it. Love came, saw us with the kimbap, and left, without asking first, empty-stomached. Phase...

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When Reality Hits A Homerun, Situations Get Real Defending My Heart, I Refuse to Kneel My Dragon, My Beast Please Help Me Heal For The Rejection Was Not A Prescient Projection Like a Tainted Injection Creating Injuries to My Purported Soul Damn Burnt Bridges, Forfeited Toll Thank You For Teaching Me That Your Love Was Inconsistent Causing a Galling Dent Seeking Selfish Ambitions making...

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There might be those who sail through life And never hit a snag, While others plod along or fight, Each day another drag. For most of us, it’s in between, A balance, I suppose, With lovely highs in opposition To the awful lows. So much is out of our control And we can never guess What ups or downs tomorrow holds To bring us joy or...

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