Observer Poems - Poems about Observer

...In the twilight of existence, where shadows whisper secrets to the restless soul, Man seeks to escape himself in myth, weaving tales to hide his truth, By any means at his disposal, he dances on th......Read the rest...

...Under the mystic veil of twilight, where time and space dissolve into whispers, I lose myself in the labyrinth of my restless mind, A soul in dissonance with the times, a relic of bygone eras, Yet......Read the rest...

...Every day has births and deaths, Not one of them routine, While most of us are dealing with The stuff that comes between. The entries and the exits To and from our varied lives Give no clue t......Read the rest...

...A civil war ferociously raged... within complex edifice... derelict hulking corpse delineated courtesy seared, singed, smoldered smithereens formerly robust warrior slain during prime of his l......Read the rest...

... I am an observer of people, places, and things. I have watched many of them mount up with wings. I have rubbed shoulders with the good, bad, and ugly. Some lingered awhile, and others depart......Read the rest...

.... Observe. Do not analyze. Abandon all temptations without analysis Observe. Observe sans conclusion. No arriving at conclusions Never stop at a conclusion. Observation, it is per......Read the rest...

...During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith......Read the rest...

...They keep on rolling as the incoming, rapid waves splash, and with them they bring an army of hungry shellfish; a cemetery of shells pave the long stretch of this beach... never walk barefoot: as ......Read the rest...

...In the dimly lit corners of her existence, She lingered, a ghost in the midst of persistence. From the womb, she was marked, a black sheep born, Destined to wander, forsaken and torn. In childh......Read the rest...

...Where goest thou soul? have you split again into your kaleidoscope frame in the body so vestigial contained what if there is not one Other but many that enter inside waiting to stake claim ......Read the rest...

...mirror tells lies when it looks back at you, image shown is which you already knew, does not show your thoughts, wisdom, or feelings, image not truth, however appealing. the body you inhabit is......Read the rest...

...A Change of State Matter shifts through its states, threefold, Solid, liquid, gas, stories untold. Sometimes, I'm akin to such transitions, Solid, firm, with structured renditions. Yet futile ......Read the rest...

...Ink bleeds whispers, secrets kept, A story on paper, unslept. Words like windows, veiled, and thin, Reflecting a soul held within. Eyes, unseen, guide every line, A silent observer, entwined. ......Read the rest...

...In the heart of the evergreen state where mountains touch the sky You’ll find the PNW Poetry Guy under Mt. Rainier’s watchful eye With the South Sound’s rain-soaked landscape boasting tall fir tre......Read the rest...

...Even as a child, how I used to enjoy A simple stroll through the woods When innocent instincts ruled my heart And ran after every call from the wild or bush, Mesmerized by the warbli......Read the rest...