Mere Poems - Poems about Mere

...Through the funnel of time, we are hurried like the wind - it doesn't stop to whisper, Life, swift and silent, flows in rivers of liquid sand. With each fleeting moment, the profound avoids us, cam......Read the rest...

... It’s a peculiar feeling, isn’t it? To be one of 8 billion. To surely be the one and only soul to have unique experiences, immersive suffering, triumphs— Ha. A peculiar feeling to be sure, to......Read the rest...

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

...Give a pigeon just a smidgen And his friends will flock to share While each sparrow’s focus narrows, Wond’ring if it’s worth the dare. Soon a robin may come bobbin’ Though he’s just consumed a......Read the rest...

...In the shadows of his presence, I stand, A mere silhouette in his commanding hand. His voice, a symphony of authority, Conducting the movements of my reality. In the tapestry of his desire, I'm......Read the rest...

...Joy of pleasure, a child of poor parents, Bliss alone founts from a perpetual spring, Joy fancies scores of fond uncles and aunts, Never lasts long the song they choose to sing. Being a moth mad......Read the rest...

...Chitter chatter bitter batter I am trying to think Chitter Chatter Can I eat with you? I turn and growl. They leave quickly. Chitter chatter bitter batter Same story as yesterday and the day......Read the rest...

...Chandelier princess is a dream by herself. Admired by faeries, browines and one cute elf. She is placed much higher than a mere bookcase shelf. Best of all chandelier princess likes being herself.......Read the rest...

...Structures crumbling under the weight of the decisions made in haste Beneath the rubble lies all the reasons it was all laid to waste The signs were seen but disregarded as mere means to an end ......Read the rest...

...Thinning out of ego, till it drops away, is the steadfast practice, in which we engage, discarding all concepts, so we cease to sway, gentling responses, thus turning a new page, nonchalantly tre......Read the rest...

... Layman’s Lyric I pray you don't perceive me as obtuse. My purpose is not solely to seduce. You could call this as clichéd as it sounds, The love I bear you knows no earthly bounds. ......Read the rest...

...A glance, a gaze, reflections not seeking, Colors blur—yellow, gray, black Figure firm, hunched, silent in their solitude, Will you ever look my way? Eyes make contact, void of understanding, Ju......Read the rest...

...I went into the garden on one sunny, lovely day When I was attacked by vegetables in a most aggressive way Every time I turnipped around it seemed that I got beet It kept me on my tomatoes but bar......Read the rest...

... Unearthed, their vivid colors bloom as buds unfold wafting in Mariah's breeze, in hues bright and bold Beautiful flowers, mere words cannot rhapsodize Secreted are their roots, from sight of......Read the rest...

... From the moment his eyes found mine, I felt him wrapping me in a silk cocoon... held closely within the warmth of his arms. I was aware of the threads he was weaving when our lips ......Read the rest...