Rift Poems - Poems about Rift

Buddy 5

My buddy will always be
like poetry.

But sadly,
the poetry itself caused suddenly
an emotional rift.

And I thought
she will be standing firmly
at her stand
and I would remain feeling
stupidly upper hand and silently drift.

But she
proved herself to be the better one
just to make me realise graciously
a real buddy bond does not ever 
break or shift

and showed me thawing my

THE RIFT

Parents are not perfect and
Neither is their children
But a child/children
Believes that a parent is
Or should be, not true
This generation now finds
The simplest thing to go
No contact with their parents
If they weren’t physically and 
Mentally abused that” s different, 
But if you had a roof
Over your head and food to eat
And clothes on your back and

Rift Souls

In the dark, a figure sits beside me,
Like a pure white diamond, shines in the dusky night.
She says, "You are fated to be mine."
I look at her with turmoil in my sight.

"Oh my Bun-bun do not fear," she tilts towards me,
A hand on my hair strand, "Please Bun-bun, come, meet me soon.
I am losing my

Rift

the subtle gaze…
is it just me scenting the lavender
and mind playing symphony?
why do i stutter while speaking
and my leg trembling anxiously?
oh is it the same for you
the waning pace of the clock?
zillions many questions,
not a single answer.
moments dilated to eternity.

yet
why does
rift befall
instantly?

-gurumali

Angel Rift Star Dust

Angel rift star dust

In one hand
The sun
In the other
The moon
In the mind 
The earth
In the heart 
The space to comprise it all

But I have skimmed the rim of the abyss
Stood on the edge of a ledge and blew it a kiss
Took a dive from so high to enjoy the freefall
Than I stayed for a day

A Rift Zone

*Neighboring Mauna Kea has been sleeping for centuries, but notice the red flows popping and flowing in the gray areas below Mauna Loa's actual summit. Those are rift zones that pave through gray areas untouched, then pop out further downhill wiping out whole communities. BEWARE OF RIFT ZONE--which has been ongoing now.

Mauna Loa created Kilauea

Celebration In Salvation

There is peace beyond measure 
There is joy beyond compare 
Joy I get from the one true Heir 
A life was given to me, but One had to die 
And I asked myself, why? 
Why would someone give me this gift?
Who could close that rift? 
I looked up and saw Him standing 
Ready to give

Yours To Keep

Yours to Keep

I was there, when you were born.
You brought a smile, not a scorn.
I was there, and watched you sleep.
Protecting, your tiny soul to keep.
		
What do you dream, I did oft ponder.
Made me sigh, my heart grow fonder.
Such innocence upon your face,
Would you always show such grace?

I was there to see you grow, 
To

Thoughts On the Rift

i can hear this rain
tapping against my window
it beats more steady
than that of my heart
in this winter glum

the trees are bare
as are my arms
these days

there are no leaves
left to drift aimlessly
like thoughts
on the rift
of loneliness

i shift like the wind
changing pitch
beneath memories
and dreams
trying to find
some kind of warmth
to linger in

my thoughts
fall like rain
frigid and fast
this somber

Between Man and God, a Cavernous Rift Hath Grown, Tribute To John Donne

Between Man And God, A Cavernous Rift Hath Grown,
 Tribute:  To John Donne

Between Man and God, a cavernous rift hath grown
Fed by fleshy desires and seeds by devils sown
Rotten fruits of which were spread across hill and dell
Consumed on earth, gifting dark passage into hell.
Mankind in blindness hath fallen beyond true sight
Wayfarer lost into

Keyhole

"Environmental suits all checked and rechecked.  The chamber is sealed."

"PROCEED!".

"We're losing barometric pressure!"

"COMPENSATE!"

          "Energy output is constant."

"The rift is stabilizing sir.  Air pressure is equivalent to about 15,000 feet altitude."

              

Father Daughter Rift Rivals Depth of Mariana Trench

Argh resolution between
     self and eldest
     dear daughter more remote,
now then locating

     a left handed monkey wrench,
cuz she feels this papa
     did deliberate smote
her upside the head, knocking

     Eden Liat stone cold
   

Endless Rift

Then come'st thou to thine peer,
Pray the fluid from the ear,
Then followeth thy friend to shoreline,
Unless counte thee the bathe wine,
Fie! Forgiveness not come near.

After the Election

I am so glad we all attended –
all were fired up and primed.
Though disagreements flared,
it is apathy that feels a crime.
So I am glad people cared
and had their views shared.

It is most amazing to me
how differently we see.
I must admit it is real,
how differently we feel.
I observe as growth objective
how we differ in perspective.

Now, after

A Rift In Time

Dissecting this heart from externals seeping surge; unknowing infiltrations 

Betwixt a distant and different shade in time; an enemy's blinding dagger.... 

Grasped by my very own hands; a reply, to accept this tango; mesmerized 

While as the darkness slowly descended unto, an irony's breakage of armor!?

Spellbound to be muted; pulling these thorns from purpose; poisoned

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