Itself Poems - Poems about Itself

And the way I love is a sin in itself, a dance of shadows, but who will stop me? I have committed no injustice, no theft of light. Sinners sin, just as the sun pours warmth over the earth, it is not a choice, but a thread in the fabric of nature, a melody that echoes endlessly. Illusion? Please,...

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Fear not..Yet be concerned.' The false informations wagon is Heading back to your town.' A pandemic is planned and it May well be one of lies... I mean bird-flu?? Thats so 2003 In Hong Kong..Do you remember..That subtle nudge.' Our Mentality was in the sights.' 2020 was the goal of the W E F..' and gaol was one treatment they...

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I go out into the bright morning, into metaphor and the clear, autumn air, hoping to find it, perhaps around a corner or further down the street where the bitumen meets and dissolves into a panoramic view, a portal - but it's never there. I listen out for it in the pause between waves, silent places and in the quiet lee of...

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"What is my role?" I asked. "You are part of the crew," he said, not the captain as I was told. "But I know maps! I read compasses!" I pleaded. He thundered, "Don’t you see? Your existence is your biggest threat!" "What threat am I to myself, when real monsters roam?" He sighed. "That is the point." "Your kind attracts the...

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I dream of far shores where my name was meant to be carved. I aspire to climb mountains where my flag was to be raised. I imagine a distant land where a song calls me home. So many ambitions—yet my existence is my greatest threat. I was always ready for adventure, Belonged to no land, no boundaries, no chains. The repeated...

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Your eyes have grown tired hunting the fox and owl You no longer hear peace when the ball is in your court Pay attention to yourself The fields have grown trees you walk bare footed on sandy loams As the World seizes and falls on itself The voices stand 40 seashells away Wanting to walk on water Are you taken in by their promises...

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I love all the love you give to me Speaking truth and gratitude so easily Digging deep to plant a seed Of respect you fill each need And I'm mystified at your loving heart of purest gold As each day comes to show reaching high to conquere each goal You take time To find a road Of peace and ease My special gift...

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boxed into self-inflicted confinement reverberations intensify shackles towards the pinnacle of circular charge blow out the fuse they emphasized we need a circuit breaker for the echo when the surge reaches its pinnacle thoughts and beliefs amplify the crest of what turned out to seem a battle of words a coat of arms painted in repetitive darkness polarization and confirmation bias within a closed...

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Building something that no human really needs, that is flawed, makes errors and hallucinates, that is costly and won't make a profit, IS a really bad idea destined for the scrap heap. It will feed upon itself, cannibalizing its own output, becoming inbred and biased, making more and more errors, faking it. Yes! If you build it, some will come, some will succumb, some...

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The corpse of this world has been easy to find it has followed my footstep, and yet, beauty is here to astound its glory confounds. A bell in a towering light knell's as it weds death to life - the hideous to the beautiful. The loathsome spins its exquisite webs, The world nurtures both nectar and venom, perceptions sleight of hand mocks and bedazzles. One beholding...

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*Is there a remote control?* *Is someone controlling us?* - 12 year old me. Our mind sadly not to be honest. You think we getting protected right? We do, but we also do things by urselves. We tripple because we chose the wrong, and fall in the end in the mud. Smelly and dirty right? But what do you know after that? Not just...

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Globalism dreams itself a hegemon, a giant upon a throne of glass, ephemeral, And can only live through brief stints, sporadic in time and deed, Through the harshest force of terror, its heart locked within shadow; It silently prepares to rule through fear, for such is its path to ascend. "Children of the world, unite!" is the cry, but...

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In the cathedral of eternity, where time itself kneels in reverence, Where stars are candles burning on the divine altar on high, There Jesus, Savior and Sun-giver, makes His presence felt, In the hearts of Christians - a living temple, an ark of salvation. Their ocean of faith, a mirror without shores, unforeseen, Upon its waves, only the Ark of...

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I see no sign of forced entry... just copper suns and cornflower blue, have you been here all this time? I cannot recall inviting you, and now all my voices are a chatter, with threats I cannot construe. ...

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A guide suspended by the thread of time offers itself, Where the soul clothes us in garments of flesh and beginnings. The filigree of words breathes on the parchment of eternity, intertwines, Speaks of sunsets as embraces of gods falling into sin, Of celestial concerts, where the wings of dawn fade into shades of oblivion. Of bursts of laughter woven...

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