Incinerated Poems - Poems about Incinerated

...My spirit, Incinerated. Its ashes Descend back into That dark crater: That inky opaque abyss, Where the slightest din Is swallowed, Where that one fragment of light is asphyxiated, Held d......

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... Written: January 22, 2025 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann Quote: “In the dynamic world society which is the objective of the United Nations, all peoples must have eq......

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...Dr. Mark Hall undertook the task of unarming the rigged satellite there in the secluded part of the lab. He is trapped in a section that, due to an oversight, has no substation. He must navigate Wild......

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...I am a tempest of words, aching to burst forth. (Years of structured lessons simmer beneath my skin.) The most important thing is that I'm drowning in metaphors. Being a poet shapes reality, an......

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... May every sunrise, so dear and clear, Cast its rays upon your every tear. May every tear from your saddened eyes Become debris from your midnight cries. May every non-joyful tear bow in d......

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... As the peacock-sage waves of whimsical peace faded in silence's pale watercolors, I masked my eerie eyelashes, with drifting angel-mist smog. For, I sensed the wistful wailin......

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...The yellow neon sign casted a glow upon his chiselled cheekbones as the bustling sounds of a city that never slept droned on. He carried his troubles with him, like a worn out cloak, weighing him......

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...I will no longer mourn. For nothing was lost. Yes, I shed my tears with the spring rain; The summer sun incinerated my soul; Blood fell from my heart with marigold leaves in autumn; Winter hel......

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...We should whisper our prayers tonight before we go to bed tonight our souls shall slumber onto the brink of eternity in God’s home filled with his many mansions tomorrow morning is coming time t......

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...It's a marbled design, a tiny little urn where the physical parts of you were left behind. I opened it thinking it may help, but when I looked in all of my pain was deeply felt. I want to hug you, bu......

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...A slack jawed drunk thugs his way toward a down-town bar and grill. Red lights over sizzling steaks add flames to his eyes. Cincinnati on a Sunday morning trashes its streets cold wi......

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... FINALE last cut of autumn emerald smell pervades air lawn-mower silent LITTER dead leaves on the ground fine garden bonfire pending incinerated PA......

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...I walked on the garden path, young heart pulsating with the cadence of love, fostered dream of permanence in the transient world for being loved and possessed forever. Times turned into......

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...a mellifluous trickle had given way to licking her wounds in silent arrest of the honey flow of her beautiful mind synapses clotted on stagnant display like burnt marshmallows on a fire ......

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...Teacher gave homework got home from school, struggled with it.; Let's just say it involved math! Ugh, of all the subjects, ......

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