Intrigues Poems - Poems about Intrigues

...They walk among us, wrapped in a quiet that intrigues, in a silence that soothes. We think they’ve always been this way, born under a merciful star, spared from opposing winds. But this peace, you ha......

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...The peace they display is a ripe fruit from thousands of battles, They walk among us, in a silence that intrigues and soothes, We think they have always been this way, under a benevolent star, But......

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...Mayst tell them, though they leave a sacred land, Where every inch with rich conception spanned, With diligence, in Hades mayst they find A path that to Elysian Fields doth wind. So many burden......

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...What is it intrigues one to know existence Is it the thrive for life or living we endure Famine of life as deadly as dark soul we live Like book, covered words hidden inside beneath Definitio......

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... A gentle rainfall, of emotions, whispered by the sea. The stage aligned as her gaze meets mine, a golden treasure to me. A cave of solitude, she will find ......

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...Hell or Heaven? An invisible and unfathomable path runs in front of me, a diverse and complex world The way is known, but the unseen life goal sends clouds toward me, a dream’s shadow Escape, ......

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...#My_African_heritage In my ears, I hear a drum beat, the sound points my listening ear to Congo, its effects echoing with my heart beat, although I'm taking a walk, this beat want me to sit down an......

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...Judge me gently, as I am still a fledgling. I avoid the pompous, gaudy and bling. Swiftly simple suffice setting styles. Abandoning artists amorous aisles. Fingertips searching for contrite mea......

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...Don't plot intrigues Others falsely Fall back yourself.......

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...You lay sleeping, and I, awake, focus on you’re steady breathing in hopes it will lull me into at very least a meditative trance, if not actual sleep. I stare into the blackness of the room, it’s e......

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...Should doldrums turn to breeze, how nice, Desire, to ‘was’ from ‘is’, how nice. What ere was flash has flared to fire, If doubts fade soon to cease, how nice. If every crease of mind clears u......

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... When Time sails into it's last port, and fever for the Truth is stowed- as an incubant reality -that you wish had aroused sooner, it's queried symptom with more fervored pedigree of......

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...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 ......

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...I guess I’m sorry I was leaving so soon It came out of the blue, It came out of the blue moon…blue moon… I couldn’t find my left shoe I could have been here For a little while, while, while ......

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... What is a thought? What is not? Not making a confession Not impressed by expression Expression that hides Expression that guides Guides my poetic heart Guides my collective art Art can attr......

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