Sweven Poems - Poems about Sweven

... When heinous fangs of life drain the amethyst glow flowing above infected ripples of time, I question the chaos that claims serenity through saline serenade of sirens, composed ......Read the rest...

...You and I, we are, two polar petals, laced with arctic blue moonshine of soft sweven-hymns and sunburst apricity of aqua-gold tides, reminiscing mauve hours, when our love waltzed in teal ......Read the rest...

...SILVER-LINING Cheated life occasionally yet it couldn't play even. In life's sequel, I'm swivelled into a deep sweven. Where's conventionality in a cosmos that's so odd? Everyone that ever ......Read the rest...

...The day I had to force a smile, For a moment I was imbecile, I had to pretend just for a while, Unable to walk; I was immobile. Lying on that bed I was in great pain, But for a moment I con......Read the rest...

...R- rare is the person , i have lost, red are the roses i still have, to remind me of what all he had cost. O- oh! my lord , keep him safe , protect him always if demons attack just in case. S- ......Read the rest...

...Longing for love 2-Heartbreak My heart wanders in search of buried days of our past Our travelled world's gained dark blue hue of forgotten hope Staining from fingertips to soul with painful ......Read the rest...

...I sensed myself sinking down Culminating the stuccoes of existence Crossing denouements of mortality Obeying the laws of life's caducity And defying the clusters of earthly brevity. My nostrils ......Read the rest...

...[Continued from Part One] Was this town a phantom heaven, an imaginary sweven? Oh deluded humankind! It was a figment of their mind. We are here; it’s where we are— no use wishing on a ......Read the rest...

...Once some travelers on the road to a land of treasure, slowed, halting in their journey’s pace halfway to that distant place. Scared that bandits might attack, they decided to turn back, too ......Read the rest...

...A severe façade of loving tolerance Dipped in an argentine semblance The Consuls of The Cross Weaving a sweven of Welkin Where the checkered ones Are never allowed Their souls cast into the f......Read the rest...