Segments Poems - Poems about Segments

...I walk beside my pain, Beside you, beside myself again. I talk to walls when the world goes mute, And stack the days like regrets in dispute. I bottle up the passing hours, Sleepless nights and ......

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...I sat up all night gazing at the lights in the ceiling, there was something in it that gives me greater meaning and a spark in the sky that leads to a different life, caught my attention. It is the s......

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... Interview with an Angel After a long surgery brewed in urgency, I lie supine with the body pining with fury With eyelids nearly closed seeking divine mercy To deliver me from ......

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...Chapters throughout the time as I tweak. The below-mentioned chapters segments of Seasons endured. Time in connection with deadends one way Itineraries related to continued everyday life ......

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...You stop for no one, dear, you made it clear. No rank or caste of any stripe can twist your arm to force your hand to a procrastinating pause. I thankfully attribute your plodding tick tocks to yo......

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...A Solar trims the Earth's waistline, while Polars bare all the segments, Springing up those northern steppes leans sublime, the Vernal Equinox presents, then, on March 20th, it will shine. The......

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...{“THE NOTION I bestowed with honor was that, nobody could truly coerce what freedom is, what it means, how much of a reliable source it is for hindering away the divulgence that there are indeed peop......

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...love is a biscuit – spread with jam or dunked in tea according to mood// love is a hairnet catches stray strands to hold them gently, and softly// love is a mirror reflected affinity in e......

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...A Place Not Meant To Be PART: I (810 of 1487 words) #1: A Day Begins Sand grains station elevated for want in the cool starless relics spell of dark a sun behold horizo......

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...#I_hustle_in_the_dark I hustle in the dark, with a lead light in my hand, my focus on binoculars, traps and ambushes which I fear not, since I've died trust in the light, with individuals armed wit......

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...---relentless sweep of time--- sparks in the expanse our lives, brief segments, rocket sections discarded: a single cell in the grand coil a cog within the wheel a fleeting breath bo......

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...I stood in the field of the lost, Called from my slumber, I found myself in this forever field, They walked in silence and serenity, The wounded, the wearied and the troubled. Snatched by the ......

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...Spindles crash and weave no more Time it spins across the floor Yarns mix up, colours bleed I follow threads, they are the feed Fingers feel, soles are placed What is this chaos interlaced Ta......

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...#7: The Pressure of Time They're pretty special and memorable. Still, a need to know, it comes, it goes It comes, it goes, they are unstoppable. It goes and it comes, and nobody kn......

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...#4: Time Always Minute Time, inspired, now expired, on-site, sit tight. all that stands subject to change constantly, from one crossroads to milestone, overwrite, the turning point......

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