Scentless Poems - Poems about Scentless

...In a world where shadows stretch across asphalt streets, the modern man searches for his soul among dazzling advertisements, alienated, stripped of ancestral creativity, transformed from a creator......

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... i g n o r a n c e~ is a rhyme without soul an art of f a d i n g into oblivion... like crestfallen tulips twirling through tethered rays in the midst of seething sighs... and I am more than ......

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...In the whirlwind of the wind, my soul also spins unyieldingly, On watercolor wings, the seasons carry me aloft, Through wrinkled fantasies, the heart's mistakes shatter, Waltzing in the whispers o......

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... When I whirl as wind, unwavering ~ surfing on watercolor wings of simmering seasons, which flicker and fly through me, filtering my faults with a wrinkled fantasy, I waltz whi......

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...That only sun, only moon, only star each one quests for That beacon that burns on eternally in each one's core Isn't it love—that's kind, warm, gentle, selfless, and endless? Isn't life without it......

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... Leaves of Lilith, fall like butterflies as I slither in souls, secluded by time ~ where treacherous tulips still mourn the death of magnolia moon, hidd......

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..." Perhaps, life is just a disaster wrapped in fairy-glow fragments ~ shimmering with stars of death... " O' beloved moment of time, take me where I belong, in the henna haze of scentless l......

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...A canvas on beach Beyond fortune's reach Where ocean's opulence beseiges The sand That remains arid Beneath my hand I scribbled falsehoods In sand of seashore Washed away the waves But I r......

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..." Tortured metaphors spilling from tequila lips, t i p t o e on my pulse ~ breaking in an arced smile of the......

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...To the lily moon that never forsakes me~ amidst the cruel constellations that left me stranded in a melancholic maze of rain-kissed memories. I’ll write this prose for you, on periwin......

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...In blackness, I hear forked tongues whisper wicked witchery, hope within arthritic ink slowly f a d e s as darkness descends upon snow-speckled heart, and a murder of......

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...If sky is a sea of fallen flowers and dusty diamonds glazed in red, I’ll unfurl the saffron sun within, stretching sandalwood arms of serenity, upon gardens of glistening grief, wi......

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... "We can't ever fathom, when the ceasing flicker of hope flutters away, and escapes to an endless forest......

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... As the apologetic sun melts in hibiscus vase of pastel-peach horizons and peels off those pristine pigments of egoistic elegance, sailing upon aquamarine foam of vanilla waves ~ ......

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... When cyan night's raspberry moon is dipped in softness of the afterglows, I gaze at that glossy first evening star between creamy fingers of my cherry palm, which trace lunar ki......

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