Syncs Poems - Poems about Syncs

... I sit here smug, my secret in place, With a quiet cheesy grin upon my face. They ask me, beg me, play I-spy, and pry — But nope! Not me folks! I'm not telling why! They try to read signs stuc......

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...Yesterday, I made a connection with someone I knew casually We discovered we are both poets and just like that, as simple as when an electronic device syncs, our spirits synched and we connected......

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...one part of us knows the incident is trivial and of no consequence the other part however being deluded ego causes heart contractions bliss energised emptiness being our default orientatio......

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... Red is the flavor of passion and desire The taste of a kiss that sets your soul on fire Red is the spice that tingles your tongue Heat that warms you when the night is young Red is......

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... Music is an undying art of soul ~ an abstract eden, where, euphonious unicorns glide in strawberry sonatas, amplifying rhapsody in ballads of flight, when fuchsia feathers tease......

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...You are the current, mighty in mega amps, Slithering with electric fervor, and Surging through every inch of my being. My heart you've charged, sweet tera volts. Why should I resist this cuddly f......

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...holes in form at vortexes are now visible energy gateways connecting with aether each portal syncs to a specific frequency yet communicating as a collective whole we have no favourites although......

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...My gloomy sky showers sonorous rain with melody of tear, the saturated shards of my shattered heart can only hear. The sunset colors paint your portrait in transient twilight, the clumps of g......

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...I’m tired of songs about love, But I am not above feeling lovestruck. I’m tired of songs about heartbreak, But I am not above being lovesick. I’m tired of what someone says, Because that’s j......

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...Kevorkian played the fiddle of death. Fauci (mask on) mouths an alto sax. Putin taps away on nuclear keys. Xi bangs away on a drum of disease. Lap dog Jong taps a tiny tambourine. While Bunny Bi......

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...The feeling, when you know in your heart, that you belong to a place. The acceptance that you feel, the feeling of familiarity. It's like you’ve found your place, the place where you'll finally find ......

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...GRATITUDE, KNOW YOURSELF Wear a calm face And know your place For soul knows grace Where touch syncs trace Know yourself first Feel that deep thirst In fine outburst In song and verse ......

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...Journey Journal Page MY DREAM CATCHER, A SONNET Move as grace comes to show the way, Yield to deep feel that honours truth. Dream of old psalm each mystic day, Reap fine goodwill with act a......

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...Ask truth to show in a sure way: Choice syncs with flow in poise that plays, Love that heart knows moves act that stays; Ask for kind grace to cast clear light, Seek time and space as glimpse......

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...(Dedication: For my grandson Axel) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hope wears a face with joy that swirls, Apt touch of grace upon this world; Poise in sure ease now frames clear lot, Prime s......

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