Seeped Poems - Poems about Seeped

...based on the song-tears of a clown by Iron Maiden --------------------------------------------------------------------- afraid people will see your truth so you lived wearing a mask a mask ......

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...The psyche was burned and left us numb, floating like a boat without oars on an endless river, the world was darker than the pitch-black of a closet full of hungry bats, and the whiskey and wine se......

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... You excite all my senses. I happily lack any defenses against stimuli your love dispenses. Your ways lack false pretenses. Whenever together, true joy commences. Eyes, ears, taste, sce......

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...A recent share on a post, that is so relevant to poets writing in a world seeped in instant self gratification. Title. The Entrepreneur (A lone voice whispers) We do what we do, because......

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... "Ocelots" It was during that time they all decended into the lush fields of poetic madness, swaying indolently with the other tall green poppies, who for once in their s......

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...A mother wears a grey vail as she weeps in realities of hell, the casket closes no one peeps as the pain seeps, she becomes numb. Bottles open cups poured; tears fall as she recalls the day......

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...The night was as cold as her heart, a December chill that seeped into every corner of the room. She stood there, her breath misting in the frigid air, a flicker of hope in her eyes. She had gathered ......

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...In Fontaine’s mist, where waters shine, A god once dreamed of something fine. Furina laughed—a melody bright— But in her chest, it didn’t feel right. Beneath her crown, her heart would ......

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...(A) decade squandered in dread lost to shadows that never asked permission. (N)egativity seeped in, a silent trespasser carving itself into my marrow. (X)-rays reveal nothing, yet the ache hums......

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...THREE ROCKS Written for Competition : A Magical Journey Sponsor : Constance La France [ Prompt : I hold three magic rocks in my hand Rolling them over and over and over Leaving this ......

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...We are born aware of our soul’s treasure. We know we are from spirit sourced designs and graced with faith traits far beyond measure. These truths grow loose when spirit earth aligns. As ea......

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...it’s lonely standing outside the cage with the left of centre attitude as the majority look upon with disdain whatever happened to freedom of expression? ......

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...Love to me is not just a word, Not fleeting whispers barely heard. It’s not soft petals or sunshine's kiss, It’s chaos, its fire, it’s raw, pure bliss. A force untamed, both wild and true, The......

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...THE CAULDRON As I slipped into the tub to bathe I then realised that it was a cauldron Fire making the water swirl around But not as it had first appeared to me As it seeped into my skin and t......

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...A seed falling unto the soil, Would soon learn its own tirelessly Effort to wiggle into its foundation. For, it was tossed to and fro By the mighty winds and rain Until, landing into a field p......

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