Loop Poems - Poems about Loop

Birth is the echo of death undone, each breath a leash to the infinite. We orbit ourselves, naming the stars as if they’ll stay. But time only dances in circles— wearing masks we once wore....

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The Easter Time Loop (A lone voice whispers) Will you still Walk with me The one I once named Anointed and baptized within my mind In my own ancient Gardens of Gethsemane Where together once again I shall no longer stand alone Will you pray wherever you are To empower me When the Darkness Temple Soldiers come To encourage me To help me to breach all the rugged mountains I...

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Why must I cast aside What’s precious to me, Just to fit into a mold, To appease a shadow, a whisper of expectation? We all have a niche, a corner, A place waiting somewhere, But why do I feel like I’m always a step behind, Watching the world race ahead? This dayjob, a gilded cage, Where dreams are stored away, In a dusty corner, forgotten, As...

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I wonder where it begins from is it eyes? Is it Face? Or is it the beautiful connection of souls we both embrace? Colours come into life,life seems like bliss existed never before Contained by emotions, romantic imaginations,you crave it more. Poems, loneliness,butterflies,feelings and rhymes You want loop to never end,you just go beyond time. ...

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Friendliness equals self sustaining positive feedback fruit loop My humble apology for inducing thee to manure yourself thru figurative following poop, best flushed down the toilet of the behavioral sink why yours truly wretchedly reaches out cuz I never experienced popularity as witnessed like craze of yoyo hula hoop impossible mission to categorize one feeble hominid specimen as belonging to *****sapiens...

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Along the South Banks, I sat staring at the river Shimmering in city lights, Ferries gliding by, Occasional airplanes in the sunset sky With a half-baked moon, All reflections are converging into me. Amongst the day dreamers And romantic humans, I sat stuck to the wet grass, Flattened but relaxed, With my honeydew bubble tea, Listening to Satur's "Yellow Leaf" and some piano tunes. As I stared at...

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About two on a Friday morning Here I am lying on the floor My reflection on a tilted photo seeping Through the frame while I'm laying still, weighed down by guilt to the core of not being a responsible sibling; Of taking a creeping path of lying to protect the society that did nothing but wore me down and...

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An exquisite ‘O’ curved her supple lips, she tilted into a cursive climax; The loop of nails now a scar on his hips....

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I walk and think things to myself These things I keep up on a shelf Inside my heart is where they live And when I want, to me they give The thoughts I stored there back to me Thoughts not yet a memory But yet I see them like they were Experienced by him and her Him is me and her is...

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'Sweep me off my feet Singing, "ain't this life so sweet?"' David Gray I love when I'm swept away Out of myself Just in love with existence Connected to music or art In flow I'm unsure what my conscious mind does for me, my subconscious is far more adoring and adored I'm going to dance off singing the same two lines of...

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In the annals of time, a tale untold, Resides the slavery loop hole, bold. Within the Constitution, revered and strong, Lurks a dark verse, where justice went wrong. Enslavement's grip, it sought to uphold, A contradiction, a story yet untold. A clause concealed, with chilling grace, Deemed humans as chattel, a disgrace. Through ink-stained words, a nation was bound, Yet shackles of oppression knew...

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I have reached a point in life, Where love and hate both subside, In dilemma I live, A life with no drill. One error comes after another, All the regrets bind me together, Life seems like a never-ending loop, Just wondering when I will finally breakthrough....

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Trapped in a vicious circle Circle the way out Out the puppet master Master the self doubt Doubt is shame hidden Hidden is the key Key to the beginning Beginning of unblemished me...

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10/22/22 They try to get the inside scoop By beginning to snoop But they're just full of poop Like the ground floor of a chicken coop Rarely intentions honest, too many out to dupe Pathetic how low they're willing to stoop Against the opposing group Regardless if they do it solo or with a troop This cycle continues to loop Spinning around in a circle...

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storm clouds surround on every side, but straight overhead: sunny, blue-skied. thunder echoing up on the hill; here in the trees, all is quite still. rain chances rise, but then fade away. stuck in a loop, day after day…...

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