Short Coincidences Poems

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Premium Member Kismet

In the life journey 
Events that are meant to be 
Find a direct route
Unfolding coincidences
Linking the dots forever












2-16-2016
Form: Tanka


Premium Member Quantum World

What would coincidences be If you weren’t taught That they existed? Would you still believe That they didn’t mean anything? Kale Brereton November 16, 2018

Loving Coincidences

Prayer poems of peace Bore fruit this weekend - two times - Washington and Charlottesville: Peace showed greater heart ... Nine-Eleven was birthday I stopped. Mature joy returns
© Anil Deo  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Choka

Premium Member Hidden Meaning

inexplicable coincidences
mystic synchronicity
divinity at work



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on March 22, 2019 for contest WRITING CHALLENGE 4, MARCH 2019_KIMO sponsored by DEAR HEART  -  RANKED 2ND
Form: Kimo

Premium Member MEASURES OF PREFERENCES

MEASURES OF PREFERENCES 
a restrictive
repeatedly
 lasting
  influence 
of
luminous 
niche-like
 significance 
encircled
 stylized 
   illusions 
&clarity
of
intentions
with
  nuanced
   coincidences
Form: Verse


On My Ex-Nothing Birthday My Next-Nothing Dumped Me

On my ex-nothing birthday 
my next-nothing dumped me

Oh vicious coincidences!

I know not which I am more tired of
exes or nothings
(or ice holes?)
or coincidences
or things
or 
or

just all together


nexts




22.06.2016

Premium Member - Ticking Time -

    Time is reality
    A deck of cards
    with a joker
    Coincidences
    does make a difference

    Draw the ace
    don't be picky
    Steady steps
    mechanically driven
 
    Time, a macabre prank
    sinks deep
    The night train maintains its route
Form: Verse

Premium Member DISPARATE DISPOSITIONS

essential 
  contrasts
of
  authentic
     ethos
with
   nostalgic
      responses
in
  concentrated
    self-images
  prosaic
    remembrance
of
   inwardness
embraced

individual
  elaborated
coincidences
deliberate
  limitations
&
isolated
 feelings
   revealed

Premium Member LANGUAGE SANS EQUIVOCATION

LANGUAGE SANS EQUIVOCATION
revived
 sublime
pre-eminence
follows
     rediscovered
coincidences
   sans
     beginnings
growing
 symptomatic 
illustrations
to
accompany
colour
between 
    imagination
         & reason
articulated
in
 individual
layers
     portraying
creativity
Form: Verse

Alone

If we really are alone
Made of
Strings bits of things
Scattered all over
Unimaginable distances
Outside and inside
Emotions that stretch
Like elastic 
Unbelievable coincidences
Hope and dread
Measured reason 
Demons in the machine
This moment butters the head
If we really are alone

©david byrne june ‘12

Believe Things Happen

We have to believe
 that miracles happen
coincidences coincide...
We will never find out in advance
which mouth will bring us
the kiss of true love!
What agent will provide us
the winning ticket
of our life...
Believe... some horse
will pass sealed and ready
so that we may ride it... !
Good luck !

Premium Member FASCINATIONS

FASCINATIONS
monumental 
  variations
to
 extoll
great
  passions
&explore
    provoking
interesting 
parallels 
to
 share
   imply
&
  suggest
detailed 
  contextual
displays
of
  intriguing 
coincidences 
in
complex
  explicit
    auras
concluding
the
  distinctive
designs
Form: Verse

Premium Member LIFE REALITY

LIFE REALITY
strikingly
  clear
    arrestingly 
similar
yet
  insignificant 
coincidences 
inclined
understandings 
  
profound
  thoughts 
bring
  solace
  existentially 
    precarious 
&
prosaic 
intense 
  initiatives 
exaggerating 
    exclusive
imitative
 highlights 
catalyising 
 personality 
   excesses

Premium Member TRANQUIL IMAGES

TRANQUIL  IMAGES
imagination's
 impending
    arrival 
dignified 
  simple
    immersed
in
 motifs
    of
     surprising
themed
       coincidences 
veiled
with
  fanciful 
      wonder

lively
 vigorous 
   episodes 
characterising 
ostensibly 
  profound 
contemporary 
  illusions
to
 apply
&
  witness
intimate
  schematic
     formulations
Form: Verse

Doors

We have come across many doors in our lives.
They are opened by jackpots, signatures,
talents, friends, prayers, angels, coincidences.....
Sometimes these doors appear in least expected
places and moments,
opening widely without us noticing.
Their hinges don't make a sound when they open.
Opening these doors need an open heart;
a heart that isn't afraid to soar to its dreams......

Premium Member What If

what if every encounter, accident, incident, meeting was preplanned?
What if there are no coincidences?
Maybe we plotted this lifetime in a heavenly catbird seat.
Planning every nuance, scenario, circumstance before we were born.
What if our goal here is to see if the feelings, we thought we would have
are the feelings we actually do have?
What if our ultimate goal was to stay the course?

Premium Member We Are Accidents

Today, I was missed by a bullet
fired by a sniper in Syria,  
a runaway train 10,000 miles from it, 
and every swing of the 
Grim Reaper’s scythe in between. 
A repeat of so many days 
of good coincidences.

Life is but an accident of time and geography,
we the beneficiaries of a random amnesty.

Tomorrow, I shall rise 
and raise song unto the vaulting blue 
for my privilege of sun.

Premium Member Love Pain Twin

I soar from the embers of the life
coincidences
grasping the ladle of passion 
in my exact part
a butterfly roosts to my left
ponder on the shrubs 
that lives in me
what do they ever emulate
lost paired on havoc, they
keep me mellow
nagging sensations
traverse the deepness 
of love and pain
fantastic mates
life dwells below 
your carapace quality

Written: September 28, 2022
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.

It is me

It is me
That have to be happy
With the choices
I made in my life
Sometimes I made
Wrong choices in
My life
And I had to face the
Coincidences
Also there are
Pross and cones
Before I make choices
I have to see the pross and cones
Yes I am happy living the life I have
It is a happy one
AIso I must say that
I am happy with the friends
I have
They support me in my
Daily life
© aldo kraas  Create an image from this poem.

A Complex Number

I'm half-way through this one..,
and long before it becomes one,
I usually erase the
entire thing
I chose to call a poem.

But after a while, one thinks,

That like energy,
the truth radiates in spurts..

That continuity is a daydream,
That all growth is involuntary,
That not all coincidences are coincidental.


...


Like things, people too die,
and, that just like the root of a negative one,
One too, was an imaginary i.

Premium Member Juxtaposition


Surrealistic impulses
create songs impositions
upon the sphere of
evening coincidences
that beckon truth
beyond the scope
of reality as
you finally realize 
that to some
it's just a problem
upon their realm
of personal satisfaction
Inter-relationships surface
amidst the turmoils
of daily excursions
siphoned through kaleidoscopic
determinations that have
no basis in justice
but are constructed
amidst contemporary delineations
that stifle happiness

Thoughts of An Insomniac

There may be a pulse coursing through the air
And bringing it justice.
 
There might be pride
Under the perplexity
Of a beautiful endeavor.
 
I see a smile
And I smile back.
I hear a laugh
That has me laugh.
 
I am in love with this world
For it's acute visions,
Coincidences
And moments of valor. 

Somewhere, a child of light
Waits for darkness to settle
And destiny to unfold.

Meanwhile, I sit and listen
To the hum of the world 
Buzzing around me.

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