Seclusions Poems - Poems about Seclusions

...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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...Luke started his journey at the Red River Gum tree, Near the Waratah garden and the old sandstone path. He crossed the Bay River, on a bridge that was shaky, And began the climb up the Hill near ......

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... Rainbow roses revived Rainbow rains rising Rising of ruby rituals Rising from heartbeat of lies Lies with opal wings Lies betray every crown Crown of the spiritual realm Crown of a fo......

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...Myriads thronged seclusions to proclaim passion, Endless breath, of Life words acts and desires, Weary mortals seeking hopes, From troub......

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...Terminal velocity maximum thrill, always falling against my will, Acceleration gives me a chill, supersonic speed but standing still… Falling in love with just one look, my romantic des......

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...Abandoned realities that the Kings have sought, Biological bacillus organisms left to rapidly rot… Absorbefacient annihilation the pawns have brought, The bacterium Bishops are pernicious ......

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...In every weary word, there is a selfish storm, Within a blinding blurred of a formless form… Thoughts are lost amidst the negligent nights, Tongues are tossed upon blasphemous bites. Cloudy con......

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...Your honey drips in baths of blue, with seductive scapes set to woo, Arousing aroma stimuli arise anew, A vixen voluptuous Venus to subdue… Mane of a lioness suave and soft, provocative pe......

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...In the aura of love my heart hinders, All that is left is my strength of sorrow, Where livid lamenting turns to cinders… Veneration embracing the morrow. Like a......

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...Syncopated Soul Voices of reason transfixed by treason, a heart murmurs in the cold Echoes of depletion of a heart in lesion, a face in the mirror gets old The love escaped and rav......

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...Solitude by the Reverie What is a rose, that’s not been held? adorned or gazed upon… What are hands that haven’t been touched? caressed or kissed… What is a slow beating battled heart? ......

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...Jumping to conclusions Reinforces your illusions That the way things are Are how they shouldn’t be. To avoid any confusions Or suspicions of delusions Some investigation Seems to be the key......

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...It is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all - - - - - You then get to taste the full spectrum of emotions that define us as human beings. The highs of being in love......

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...Song of the mystic whaler Come on board to play and work come on board to learn to sing and praise the mystic whaler sailing on the mighty Hudson Come sing the mystic whaler hoist the r......

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...Can there be no perils at the gate Or, are we not men of fate. Can our eyes not shut- Without the alarm of being lost. Have we not fed from a plate Or, drunk from a crate. Have......

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