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Oblivion
Poem ‘Oblivion’ Drastic times calls forth bold demands, Not quiet hearts or passive hands. For change to rise, the roofs and roots must shake, To build a new, immoral and unethical ways must break. Sometimes it takes the patience to fall, To raise up justice, loud and tall. Opposition paves the path, it’s true, For something better, bold, and new. Wrongdoing for too long...

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Categories: oblivion, america, discrimination, inspirational, leadership,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Ignorance is a rhyme without a soul, an art fading into slow oblivion
Ignorance is a rhyme without a soul, an art fading into slow oblivion, like fallen tulips swirling through captive rays of a weary sun, amidst hot sighs tearing through the deafening silence of the evening, and they are more than the burning thorns of a phoenix rose moon, infused in scarlet elixirs of an enchanted dusk weaving its silent...

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Categories: oblivion, fantasy,
Form: Free verse



Shadows speak oblivion
It speaks of loss and vermilion It speaks of everything and eternity Shadows reek of dead things n burnt dreams Shadows hide the faces of the world The truth from the light, the madness In houses of civility, things of industry In the deepest night, shadows linger, creep Shadows cover our misbegotten deeds It speaks of loss n suffering All...

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Categories: oblivion, art, dark, deep, imagery,
Form: Free verse
painting oblivion
Painting of Oblivion The canvas is uniformly white.   As a screen depicts nothingness And there is immobility. A red dot appears When a mass of void moves Into life in the form of a life A beast or a man? The mystery is no one knows. Why this randomness occurs ...

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Categories: oblivion, 8th grade, allusion, angst,
Form: ABC
Oblivion awaits
Victory seemed so close An accomplishment to boast We once dreamed against our woes Now we raise a final toast To all of our friends lost Fighting for what we already won However we paid the worst cost Losing the war that was already done We once left the kingdom By tossing our supply of tea Now we search for freedom By removing liberty We once headed...

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Categories: oblivion, freedom, loss,
Form: Quatrain



Le Grand Bleu
+the knot does not untie from within but frays at the edges, a thread pulled loose by unseen hands+ —we do not walk in bodies—we drift in thought, for there is no world but the one the mind dreams— [form is a trick of light, a fleeting shape of held-together stars] And when the hands that...

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Categories: oblivion, death, peace, philosophy, vanity,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Oblivion
Oblivion, how quickly it catches up with us Like the shadow of a giant bird that doesn't even notice us in its slow flight at low altitude. Tide of the past arose suddenly The next second life changes forever Moving silently towards the light Favorite things fade into oblivion The beloved's face blurs, her warm lips...

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Categories: oblivion, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Einstein's Oblivion
I went to the edge, where the shadows don't speak, Where the pain of my sorrow is softened I seek, A silence so deep, it swallows my sighs, And the world fades away into infinite night. No tears, no regret, no cold hands to hold, No whispers of what might have been, silent and cold, A place where the past no...

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Categories: oblivion, 12th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member On the plain of oblivion, where dreams lose their color under the leaden sky
On the plain of oblivion, where dreams lose their color under the leaden sky, Our country stretches like a canvas of memories unraveling in the wind, Here, where politicians are the shadows of extinguished times, without echo, We have witnessed a theater of the absurd, with thieves dressed as saints, Minds bright only in the selling of illusions, while...

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Categories: oblivion, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Dying of the Poet’s Dream
I have this fear that beyond my years Every word I’ve said or written will be gone, Like dust in the wind or seas where rivers end These thoughts of mine will vanish with the dawn. No money or fame do I proclaim Nor legacies of great things I have done, No battle scars or discovered...

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Categories: oblivion, introspection, poems, poets, write,
Form: Rhyme
Love's Oblivion
She wove a tapestry of tender grace, A silken thread of affection's embrace. He, a tempest, a tempestuous soul, Cast shadows deep, beyond control. She, a beacon, radiant and bright, Bathed him in the aureate light Of her devotion, pure and true, But he, oblivious, sailed through. He, an incubus, a fleeting guise, Lured her with illusory skies. She, with an albatross of adoration, Yearned for...

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Categories: oblivion, anger, angst, betrayal, break
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Premium Member A Sip of Oblivion
Put a little cardamom in it. Spice it up! Cloves are great for health. Add that in too! A pinch of cinnamon. Wow, what a robust flavor! Don’t forget Ginger! Peel and feel the texture. Drop it in! Pitch black tea leaves. It leaves you with a strong, but bitter sensation. Hear those bubbles sing and dance while boiling, Steam shoots up in the air out of...

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Categories: oblivion, celebration, drink, food, fun,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member O, September, I feel the subtle scents of dandelion days melting into oblivion
O, September, I feel the subtle scents of dandelion days melting into oblivion, Like spring waterfalls of delirious diamonds collapsing into the abyss of memory, While sentimental sapphire memories flow among clouds of color-blind cruelty, Revealing how the butterflies from the temple of fragmented armor have left my spirit At the altar of Ares, adorned with broken wings and...

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Categories: oblivion, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Oblivion
Eternal Torment, Condemned to Self-Destruction, I'm Oblivion....

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Categories: oblivion, angst, depression, how i
Form: Haiku
Censored To Oblivion
The half cost of silence is still overpriced Each question unspoken a chasm for vice When blind to the moment all vision exhausts Each voice that is muted — its own holocaust (Dreamsleep: August, 2024) ...

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Categories: oblivion, silence, visionary,
Form: Rhyme

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