Romanticized Poems - Poems about Romanticized

...mirror on the wall reflects my pain it is a witness of my harsh reality the pain i romanticized about someone is a fake reflected image of my thoughts the pain i never wished to tear my flesh is......

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...**Human Hyenas** Since the dawn of humanity, the narrative surrounding creation has often placed Adam at the center, positioning him as the architect of the enchanting yet elusive Garden of Eden. ......

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...Things are not making sense, and I am questioning if my reality is so because I thought it in to being. Am I the only one hearing the truth? Am I the only one believing? I think I am in need of a......

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...Blue ~ is the door of uncertainty, carved with letters of lime green, with antique amulets hung on sterling strings, like teardrop dreamcatchers, framing the anatomy of heali......

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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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...H e a r t ~ a museum of mosaic mysteries of handwritten manuscripts tattooed with crimson needles from acrylic sunsets, when dusk cradles the obsidian chambers of celestial havens, homing......

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...Zenith ~ a fatal lie written in forged gold, but to read the bruised ballads I’ve bled upon the palette of pixelated peridots in ominous silence, must I speak the romanticized rhymes of funeral......

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...As the last petal falls upon trembling twigs, and the heart withers, like nocturnal stars weeping in a casket~ of ice-laced sepals, soaked in searing silence, cloaked in thistles of nothingnes......

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...I wonder How far we’ll go So desperate for heroes who are first Criminal enterprises Romanticized as rebels Lies wrapped in a maybe-he-could-make-it-all-better? From what? To what? We do no......

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..."With every fiber of my being, my eyes glimpse at my whole life gone avail and unjust; the sacrifice mother had made before birth was certainly not enough, wish I had gone through the flames of Nor......

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...Unorthodox nonestablismentarian epitome Describes celibate bent aegis. Mein kampf illustrates gravitas. Underdog muted lest intimidation think bully brandishing fist in my face threatening t......

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...More recently, l’ve romanticized the idea of falling in love through silence. Maybe it's because my mother pushes love on me through her tongue. Maybe it's because I prefer the inner monologue of ......

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...You see him in photos of black and white, standing atop logs drawn by big horses, he wears a thick wool to stay winter’s bite, almost as this as the draft team’s courses. Then he’s in a shack bui......

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...To the girl that got away: I want you to know that I never intended to create any distance between us or make you feel like our reality fell short of the romanticized version I portrayed in my wri......

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...This Aphrodite rose slowly unfurls pink ombre balms of sun-kissed springfalls, as the luminous lake of tears cascade in exotic wreaths of honey-soaked velvety sepals, there succu......

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