Processes Poems - Poems about Processes

...Materialism We can get colors by working with one color. To open its tones by processing it as much as we can. Studying the plastic structure of matter. Processing of a thin and long substance ......Read the rest...

...Book cause I spend an inordinate amount of time reading... out loud. As a hypothetical argument yours truly doth not aim to be unfortunate recipient of misguided, misjudged, and mislaid bla......Read the rest...

... automated processes slotches of colour intensity with minimum means brimming with symbols awakened breathing chsrged with context affinity to opene......Read the rest...

...It says - seize the day Enticing me to go astray You only live once, why not live more As I dash off to a hasty decision A gap - as the mind processes For a common ground Yet I did, against ......Read the rest...

...I am a eukaryotic cell with various organelles, I am present in various shapes of stellate, spherical and knob threads. Nucleus is my brain, Which has karyolymph and a nuclear membrane. Closer to......Read the rest...

...One must have purpose he spoke to her might she wished to understand He had been embarrassed by someone who teased him He laughed ......Read the rest...

...The death penalty, a practice rooted in antiquity, continues to evoke controversy and ethical dilemmas in modern society. Despite its purported role in deterring crime and administering justice, the ......Read the rest...

...We are made of Star dust If Not use our heart it will fill with rust Being emotionally available for ourselves is must Nature's processes are gradual,so we should trust... ......Read the rest...

... Discombobulation Reminiscences to go through. Too confused whether to pursue To cherish, discard or collect ! Whic......Read the rest...

...I live as a butterfly Going about in my environment Spreading happiness and infectious smiles Where I can And being uncaring about everything else; The whims of the weather, The potency of flo......Read the rest...

... QUEST Quest for meaning of life runs continuous . Eternal question demands an answer . 'Oh , my soul ! Where do you exist ? ......Read the rest...

... When I was a child, I wondered Was deep sleep, death? Was every morning a new life, a new incarnation? Waking up, I found the people around me were the same I was the same too, not......Read the rest...

...Happiness, where is your dwelling in the ancient hideaway? Like a mantra of light murmured under the parchment of silence, Like a dream springing from the mystery of the ephemeral void, Darkness o......Read the rest...

...PREFACE This primary purpose, the actof creativity, which is more important than whether it is considered 'valuable ' or is subjectively 'good' in someone else's eyes. the best and wo......Read the rest...

... The junk drawer of my mind processes MOMENTO, like golden Ark Dulcimer, Cimbalom that shatters the font of unfinished sound, into pixels of mime, song bound, PUZZLE PIECE orchestrated by the ......Read the rest...