Sear Poems - Poems about Sear

...Toxic, intoxicating solitude, With a tantalizing proclivity To slither inch by inch, or suddenly, Back into suffocating loneliness When will I again see my own person Reflected back at me fro......

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...Turning over in a ruffled bed, stark red numbers sear 4 a.m. into bloodshot corneas. Nothing but darkness creeps through threadbare curtains, frozen in place. A desolate silence becomes deafen......

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...High in the Eyrie, stone cold and stark, Where stars peer in and walls leave a mark, The sky is a floor and the wind is a blade, And the edge is a whisper where brave men fade. The stone is sla......

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...The sun homes scars and flames of dusk, drizzling a rain of illusion, and you, the muse of angst~ tracing the cold rush of desires, to sear my tongue, to un......

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...Anger smolders like burning coals; igniting flames, consuming souls. The Gaza Strip is bombed in mass, and hearts shatter like fragile glass. Torrid tongues of fire lick the sky, tasti......

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...Spring (also known as vernal) equinox arrives March 20th, 2025 at 5:01?AM in Northern Hemisphere out of hibernation, sans mancave, I will climb eastern standard time, when calendrical, celesti......

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...Fall'n into the sear In my stead, a curse to hither 'til my bones, my flesh shall disappear Canst thou nought raise a blade of sweetened fear A bane to a burdened forest Heal him down a bow, to ......

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...A warm ember that revives The icy void that froze me from within Whispers carried on the breeze like autumn leaves Unveiling a beauty that forever ascends My desire once depleted Scarred fro......

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...[Guitar instrumental intro] I feel just like tinder whenever you are around you get to your sparking and embers form around I can't help but start glowing you set me all on fire you know i......

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...I walk o u t... I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer dissects my essence-fossil Passion a seismic rupture betwee......

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...“I am not the body, which is but dust I am not fickle and limited mind To whom then comes the feral thrust of lust Or for that matter, thoughts loving and kind” Unseeking Seeker <......

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...Cold sweats, cold chains, old bets, old brains Regrets refrain that i do it again Heart beats, heart stops, heart skips and pops Heart races and chases the same thing again And I'm tired and ange......

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...August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time—Sylvia Plath End Of August The end of August is oh so near ......

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...What are you thinking all alone, my dear As you sit worried by your fire so bright Do you reflect on the bad days of yore While you stare at the red flickering flame Is there something from yo......

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...DESERT HAD ME Now ! Sworn by the wind Toll! Hooked onto the desert Gathered my thought from thy rays Deep in my thought wants meditation Down on kneel wants consolidation Roses won't wan......

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