Presses Poems - Poems about Presses

...The women fell upon the bodies of the dead, clearing blindfolds for one last look upon their face. Shot, against a carmine wall, no matter how they pled. So now they mourn them through a veil of b......

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... My thoughts are hard to hold when I know they're hard to shape. Like climbing out of fog just to fall into more. I try to dream, but worry gets there first— a shadow curled up in my brain, ......

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...In the mystery of the endless night, when stars extinguish one by one, Shadows gently dance on the vast plain of my weary soul, And echoes of old longings rise, waking me from deep slumber, In sea......

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...In the depths of silence, when shadows merge with thoughts, I apologize for my silence, for I have been lost in the chaos of my mind. The pressure building up at work is more than tasks and deadlin......

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...Pen presses against paper Black ink flows across white lines My hand moves steadily Words appear......

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... The whooshing of threadbare curtains cuts through deadening silence, while shadows on the wall toy with a hermit's sanity. The graze of unseen, jagged fingernails scrapes against sweaty flesh......

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...When truth is reversed into lies, a silent cry takes its place. And when this happens, prayer becomes the only weapon against the cruelty of the world. A cry the world refuses to hear. A pain......

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...That heavy, dark presence Sitting on your throne Grabbing at my laurel To claim as your own It presses on my door Pushing up on my space Where TRUTH lives in peace Eating Manna at her own pa......

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...In a room with four walls, where light dies like a trapped butterfly, stands a mirror, a glass doll, with silver lashes that lie beautifully, it whispers to me that I am enough, that my shadow danc......

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... There is no need for me to chase, just prepare a place and keep still. In time it will come, quietly, unannounced, at first with caution born out of hurt. Circling me it will gradually ......

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...dean meat-mad @impossible3 rob'in'/hood; all get free lunches 1week says impossible3 need2learn: responsibility clean: building lab/gym 3decas old when meat-looks mattered laze lock/chai......

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... Written: June 07, 2025 for contest sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann *********************** If hopes are meant to fade, cling to them tightly. Life is a bird with ......

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...Within the twilight of the witching hour, where dreams mingled with reality, your tongue, a sacred blade, flicks me open— each unspoken word unfurling from your lips presses against the ache ......

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...A man's existence is a weighty mantle, worn with a strength that belies the toll. His heart: a labyrinth of calculations— a maze of endless thought, where love is the goal. His eyes, two lanter......

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... Breath becomes a fight, World's weight presses on the chest, Longing to break free. ©bfa051725 ......

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