Pulses Poems - Poems about Pulses

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Under the dark sky of 2025, where the Genetic Basin pulses like an overloaded server beneath the shadows of a Sulimi, my thoughts flow like a faulty algorithm through 6G networks, whistling beneath faces lit by screens, with AirPods in ears, running through Amazon Go, crushing biodegradable packaging, in a digital chaos colder than the melted ice of the Arctic. Faces...

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The window illuminates a cat-the snow falls, the wedding white colored sky is cut with the trees whose arms, fingers gather the immaculate flakes. On the chipped edge of the window, the sleeping cat is curled into its body like a ringworm, or the snake; if it rattles, raises its head to stick its...

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Yeah that's kinda what this is about Somehow bad impulses are accepted so quickly even between beats but back to it i meant in pulses all those time i was good was just waiting for my time to be bad the devil holds head high with pride God stares off in the distance straining back a chuckle as i try to convince him hes not there...

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you came to me again in a dream... this rain tapping against the windowsill echoed like footsteps down lonely streets the thunder rolling through the hills mimicked my heart beating in anticipation as you reached for me through the shadows on dimly lit walls i felt your hands gently tracing the edges of my soul your lips softly pressing against mine silent whispers of love spoken without words i reached for you my hands slipping through air falling by...

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i can hear the faint pulse of my heart keeping beat with the branch of the old oak softly tapping against my window i see you standing in the shadows rocks in hand tossing them through the space of open windows as my young eyes peer lost in the darkness sometimes i wonder if you hit your target killed what you birthed would you feel better about yourself or me would i haunt your mind instead of you haunting mine would...

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a sanguine set of sun descants the symphony of ocean's pulse within the confines of my soul i find serenity in the depths of its hold as my heart serenades in quickened strums beneath the rise of misted breaths within the serein of smoother skies as they break cloudless above the wake i feel the quake of tongued whispers as sand surrenders below the wave's firm caress hear the moans in climatic gusts as they thrush back through...

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My flesh is flush with inadequacy each day for no purpose pulses inspiration my way. No motivation shows to validate that my energy even palpitates - I am a daytime deficiency breathing. All things seem possible before I sleep then night’s energy sun fades into lethargy: I rise to flounder, flail and fail to move so never do I see the me...

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Moving as prescribed, holding bodies correct, is life denied and confined within limits. Our souls course divine life and truth through our blood - we all thirst for spirit’s flood to seek a burst. Even the first primitive man’s blood did flow spirit overran with the want to let go. Our souls crave dance, our blood pulses with a need to relax...

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Prime pretty play, Use unzips urge; Laugh lovely lay, Swift sensuous surge; Etch ends empty. Thrill touching think, Oops opts only. Indulge in ink, Move much musings; Pique piquant prime, Unfurl upswing; List luscious lime, Sense subtle sketch; Echo each etch. Leon Enriquez 26 September 2015 Singapore...

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