Recesses Poems - Poems about Recesses

...The antiquated train tunnel had not been working for years. Paranormal researchers asked about it, but we did not encourage them. No one I knew had seen anything strange or weird there. I have cla......Read the rest...

...In the shadows deep, where demons roam, A voice whispers, echoing in the dome. "No matter what logic dictates, I'm here to say, I am you, you are me, together we. In the darkest recesses of you......Read the rest...

...In the labyrinth of the human psyche, where thoughts roam free, A boundless expanse of consciousness, vast as the endless sea. Here, emotions swirl like tempests, fierce and wild, As we navigate t......Read the rest...

...Poe’s Hourglass: A Melancholic Decree Once upon a midnight dreary, As sands slip through life’s hourglass, eerie, I pondered upon my penitent past, And the regrets that will forever last......Read the rest...

...By Cherbo Geeplay My wife whispered: somebody, go call Muna to come here. Let her tell her dad what she told me today. I asked: What’s going on behind those walls in her room? Muna, our da......Read the rest...

... It worked in the recesses the nooks and cracks of the darkness. It’s shapeless meandering form intent on its work It’s slither of arms and tentacles wrapped around the soul It’s tortures fi......Read the rest...

...Yesterday's passing drifted shadow Added to our eclectic collected hoards A bittersweet cocktail of events and instances Confined captured and tangled cobwebbed corridors Of to the limbic labyrin......Read the rest...

...You stepped into my life when I was wondering what love is. For I knew only one aspect of the feeling, the emotion-- That connected me to me, my body, soul and spirit. I didn’t venture, for fear......Read the rest...

...The Nature of You Perfection is looking into your eyes and seeing our souls dance like the flickering flames of fire reaching for the stars, or watching water swirl around a rock in a shallow broo......Read the rest...

...Without memory there can be no insight. Without love, there can be no appreciation. Anne Rice From the deepest recesses of the crowded hall Came a thunderous applause that shook the walls......Read the rest...

... In Elysian Heights, Room 8 stands strong, as a blessed place for a furlong purrloin whisk-along a ride-along comforting face, where memories of childhood days belong, a classmate, a frien......Read the rest...

...In the hush of twilight, whispers soft and low, "Where'd all the time go?" a lament we know. Echoes of laughter, fading in the mist, Nostalgia's gentle touch, a sweet reminisce. Footprints in t......Read the rest...

...In the realm of moons and breathless tides, where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises, along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story— a poetic novel etched in the chronicles ......Read the rest...

... "The dream of a hidden door in the deepest and most intimate sanctum of the soul, which opens . . . " Carl Jung, Jungian Psychology...Read the rest...

... It’s odd…when you stop to think about it… once it’s formed within our mind how a word…any word has no meaning until it has been read… until is has been heard. Our words on paper have no mean......Read the rest...