Ricocheting Poems - Poems about Ricocheting

...I d r e a m away from the golden-laced drapes, tracing smoke-veiled cloudscapes, reminiscing rainbow reveries, raining with musical laughter, mirroring the sun within my maternal......

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... I’m torn apart… my stomach is in knots… shock and hurt find me… ricocheting through out my body… Is this my plight now? I wallow in my torment… I weep endlessly… Will this affliction never......

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...I remember watching your sunrise, The way I tried to sit back and let it unfold. You swooped me off my feet and showed me the world. The tendrils of a swarm, Ricocheting warmth. Do you ever grow......

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...S t r e n g t h ~ a somersaulting sigil you wear in stillness, when the gold of ascending dawn kisses the skin of sleeping sand, when the skylark softly serenades serenity for the unseen, ......

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...L o v e ~ a crippled nightingale b u r n i n g in bronze tears of tornadoes, limping and writhing, screaming for release, but what if I am the mistress of glass-cut dreams, c......

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...People say that you can’t tell the difference of a scream of joy from a scream of pain. A scream of pain is a scream of anger Guttural, loud, violent , Gunfire that is ricocheting Through......

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...“since thoughts speak in past tenses, drop mind, rely on senses, embracing and releasing, pain pangs and pleasure pleasing” ~ Unseeking Seeker The sun w a n e s ......

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...as the wind whistles warm wishes echoing the sea-salt silence flowing beneath silver-kissed waves I think of synonyms for love illustrating hate ......

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...T i m e ~ you are the spark that tips the scales of lovestruck heartbeats, ricocheting glyphs of fairness, etched with gold and silver. Yet seasons of smoke fail t......

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...Philosephers have asked the question "What happens when an unstoppable object is aimed at an unmoveable object?" Many years I have looked at the intention of content looking for answers what it ......

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... “Words We Cannot Escape” Words we can no longer speak we tap dance over keys bruised blackly numb Winter palette in hand Autumn now gone across white-washed n......

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...Memories wound like shards of shrapnel exploding through the restless night bursting into jagged slivers like broken glass, leaving a heart wretched and contrite. Ears strained to hear voices c......

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...I n v i s i b l e threads, a mystical m i r a g e, binding the silhouette of the sky to the skin of cinnamon sequels in the deep blue chakra that sees beyond illusive clouds, carrying rainbow......

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...Butterflies~ scarred and stained, breathe within a glass cocoon spun with black-widow silk and smoke, waving weary wings in the midst of nothingness, c h a i n e d with bleeding petals from a ......

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... O n c e upon a medieval arc, when the coral night was engrossed in fuchsia epitaphs of fireflies, your fingers, embalmed in the fangs of february moon, shredded the love ~ ......

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