Retrieving Poems - Poems about Retrieving

Into his poems he poured his whole being unto exhaustion, what chance of retrieving the soul from which his talent distilled ~ knowing not that a trickle can kill...

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The sun-soaked shining valley of his lucent life Drained the symphonic cadence of ecstatic rills Swirling around the scattered glint of nuggets Cascaded with the cadence of gilded instants. Dislodged sentiments in stream of euphoria Floated unbound in turbulent tides of time In the torrent of the cloud-burst fallen sky Flowed in the flood to terminal obscurity. In search of transported...

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Nothingness ancient Transformed into the universe nascent Matter made from silence The core of cosmic sense Voids in all things’ essence Creator’s unique space they represent. In all things that exists Primordial universal emptiness persists In the depth of the enlightened mind Of the evolved mankind Filled with unfathomable emotions Life gets through attachment. Happy...

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Not all the poems I read entice me, hold my attention long, reach my heart. The ones that flow like sparkling streams over the cascades of rhythm, I adore most. The current of words carries me floating away from the cacophony of banal whirlpool of life to the tranquil domain of serenity of the sea, from where I retrieve the silence, I’ve...

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He was caught in a mine of a mind in reprisals admonitions and self-reproach Had been looking for diamonds and gold but then the escape shaft caved in Gotten shafted and the stake stuck like an iron rod from rock bottom to head The metal changed colour in Jonathan’s lazy synapses as they flooded his brain It had...

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Halfway through shampooing the dog, it came.... A new idea for a poem. I tried to scribble it on to the floor with a soapy finger No one else to tell, except the dog... He just looked bewildered, and shook his body violently Splashing water everywhere, erasing my verse.... Quinching that wonderful lightbulb moment. It was as if it had...

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