Questionings Poems - Poems about Questionings

...Time changes with life and life changes with time. October grows too old, Hobbling backwards With the burden of years, On the sinuous alcove of time, Tenebrous and feathery, Her hidden lamps bl......

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... Dear me, I breathe you in the pulse of erased promises ~ I'm a shadow in your space and not any voice which can be heard above restless mists, so, when the crystals of change mo......

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...Who seeks the truth with a curious gaze? A child's bright eyes pierce the shadowed maze. The scholar's relentless, tireless quest, Unveiling mysteries, putting doubt to the test. The artist's......

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...A LOOK AT NONSENSE I cannot write a poem today So why should I even try It's snowing outdoors right now And I am not sure just why I don't have the answers To all my questionings But if I try......

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...Sylvan conjectures impractical resonates illusions are I......

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...I can't breathe When I see humans defending Their meaningless arrogance, Torturing the vulnerable With their destructive powers Merely to be able to appoint themselves As the supposed winners!......

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...She feels the sun's heat despite sitting in shadows Feeling heart beats as loud as drums - and the drums weren't just beats. They were clocks ticking down to zero, waiting to explode - Tea......

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...You take my little tantrums... You listen through my pity party and gently remind me You still love me No, "I told you so" but gentle whisperings of things I've ignored Your words and I kno......

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...“Rainy day, dream away Ah let the sun take a holiday Flowers bathe an' ah see the children play Lay back and groove on a rainy day” Jimi Hendrix 1968 A weep at first to cure a thirst becomes......

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...It’s just a normal headache all say They don’t understand They don’t know the troubles I go through They don’t know my fears for its very true My life may seem normal to them But I know the truth Ev......

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...No poet writ for the joy of another's eye, for the desire clouds your poetry. What sense is it to satisfy the fellow? when you writ for others , not self gratification. Art of words be tossed he......

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...There is an old fellow I know, Who just turned 96 years old. His health is not bad in the usual sense, But with his everyday memories he does fence. Oh, he can remember specific things, But......

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...Proposition deployed on bulletin boards where OPPORTUNITY leaves a number that you can be reached at. I left a message. The hard KNOCKS of experience have shown me WHEN to act, and when it is tim......

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...Do you ever stand in your place And consider and stare At a door ... wondering what its doing there? How light can enter a leaf and leave A little bone of energy there To grow and grow bigger th......

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...Begin with the end. Time to rainfall down, kissing mine essence. In thought. That of thy memories in rememberence. To branches ascends thy child hood memoirs. Do you as well, reminisce, in wa......

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