Submerged Poems - Poems about Submerged

I don't know what I'm doing. Going through the motions I'm sinking in your ocean drowning my soul pushed and pulled apart I want to tell you how I feel but I don't know where to start. God knows I could look at you all day until the waters rise above and I'm totally submerged in the misery of being so in love. Why can't I just have...

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North West Moons comes, heavy rainfall occurs ...

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North West Moons comes, heavy rainfall occurs ...

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North West Moons comes, heavy rainfall occurs ...

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Once Submerged Beneath The Dark, Accursed Sea Darkened winds beyond the long and hidden veil, Rising sea its calm repose then casts away, From some distance away, moaning church bell Calling faithful and sinners, come lets pray Tho' Fate with its power cries more in store Here I stood, stoutly battling the unknown With feeble words, I did each plea implore For greater...

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the old sea-pool churns out fun frantic heads flick side to side, limbs flashing, thrashing some are slicing, cutting through elegant submariners chased by water-wake here is one of distinction! stylistic splasher, appendages pummelling plunge under, submerged from sight absent for longer than you are prepared to look ...

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Toes dip in to the deep water below. I can’t move to get out. Inch by inch slowly sinking, I raise my eyes to the sky. My chest feels tight I try to steady my breath, Fearful of the surrounding solace. I am still, unmoving. It keeps coming. Cold and unfeeling. Lifeless without peace, my head under water. I am succumbing to the dark. Denying the blackness… drowning deep down dying...

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I was about almost four Did not yet know how to swim I was playing by the pool Unsupervised, I fell in I'm sure I fought screaming To stay atop of the surface Splashing hectic and fast No one close to have heard it Knowing the fighter I am With no memory of the event But I bet I fought long Until my last breathe...

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Shimmering silhouettes haunt. Shadow stands still, observing his soul drift towards the tree of melancholy. Its morbid image stands silent, but screams inside the mind. I could write a million pensive poems, yet the pen could never express, how emotions remain unexplained, because suppressed silent theories and words left unspoken mean regretful raindrops fall to the rhythm of each somber sigh. Tears create shallow...

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Sounds creep into my ear, sounds that have wandered over these valleys, mounts and plains, once debased by ruined man, sounds that creep from the crevices of these wrecks, they have wandered- over time and seasons, under the sky, now painted cyan. They tell me of mortal spoils, how the living scorched the earth by mindless strife and broils. They...

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Submerged in thought, my mind flows. I'm a majestic river with all it's curves and bends running over rocks 'round obstructions gathering strength and speed. Above I catch a glimpse of the sun shimmering off the eye of young cygnet so white and pure without commitment calm, loving and carefree looking to soak up all my nutrients. to be young once again with...

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SUBMERGED IN FEMININESSENCE e valued price of precious key unchaining doors imagined locks that set free a girl is born the stage is set manoeuvring moves that control and direct discerning a world through perceptive eyes instinctively she knows all truth from lies then we fail to…. RECLAIM OUR LUMINESCENSE FEMININESSENCE F earless faithful friendly funny and frank E xhuberant emotional energetic or easygoing M ultifaceted masterpieces mighty yet modest A...

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I was always disrespected, Treated as optional person. I was ignored many a times, Betrayed a lot as if I was enemy. No one feeled my absence, rather they celebrated. If I go, no one called me back. No one asked me for a gift. I was like a piece of cloth, wen I was...

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Missing the Ocean of my Dreams Got hooked on the Ephemeral Enigma... Created was my own Universe in a man-made container ...Round but, Oh!... so Narrow... My sooner or later corpse will become blue. Ocean Blue??? or Black and blue...??? I rinse my brain with blue play-on-words just to forget the Reality of seagulls...

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Don't wake me up with whispers devastating Soul Eyelids? Two petals of withered, love-thirsty rose I dance in white and black with fins in Paradise Ephemeral Self defending Purity of nameless cloud... Don't trace my steps contouring our Dark horizons HE watched through branches when we played “Sunset” I told a homeless seagull: “ You know? Don't need to...

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