The Unknown Poems - Poems about The Unknown

I was well known When I was alone What was the necessity for you to come into my life? To mess things up with no sign of strife? You were the sweet dream that made me sleep a little longer You have become my nightmares that made me a sleepwalker My happy world is broken into bits and...

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In the shadow of silence, when the soul sings of unknown longings, An ancient song rises within me, like an incantation, In which lines of stars float, caught in the threads of the night, And the dream envelops me like a wave of infinite, ungraspable. In the blue of this universe, where time flows slowly, Whispers of wind and drifting...

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In the depths of silence, where shadows whisper their unknown secrets, I want to be the one who breaks the walls of your silence with the voice of love, The one who lets the rivers of your words flow, free and unrestrained. And if some words refuse to flow through the cracked walls, I want to be the one...

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I walked into a room and did not know it well yet, feel I should, for I have been there many times, not a liminal space, though sometimes this is so. But this time, oddly, somewhere I should know and be. Should I recognize those strange eyes that gape at us? Some duty that I should as duty stares at...

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From the depths of forgotten sleep, the shadows of unknown dreams rise, On the paths of the night, our steps are guided by nameless stars, In the cosmic silence, the whispers of destiny that traverse us are heard, Every hidden thought becomes a window to the inner light. Through forests of memories, the heart seeks its way to clear...

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I use to fear the unknown I use to stay in my comfort zone Right now I’m loving the unknown I don’t know where life is taking me I can’t say I know exactly how everything will go I don’t fear it anymore I embrace it I’m excited for what’s to come I’m for certain that bigger and better things...

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Under the somber cloak of twilight, where shadows whisper secrets of the unknown, I wander through the corridors of thoughts, my mind a vast ocean, uncharted by memories and dreams, Reflecting on the enigmatic dance between body and nature, Where mysteries lie hidden in our veins and blood, in the pulse of our being. I ponder going to the...

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what seems to be happening is unknown appearing as known~ the appearances are apparently not satisfying pushing searches for what is already unknown ...

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I'm a poet And I don't know it My rhyme destroys My pen is poised To trickle out Some tale about A butterfly Or sunset sky As sweet as jam With rhythm slam Dunk in your tea My soliloquy I'm a poet Happy to show it So on your bike As I drop the mic You may have guessed If you passed the test As you peruse This...

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It was the first time I heard the dove’s low call— three minor notes stretched thin across a motionless prairie on a shimmering hot afternoon, the kind where even shadows try not to move. I felt like I should be in mourning too— but for what, I didn’t know or had forgotten. Black Cats and Roman candles found no customers that day, just heat, and a solitary...

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I live life more than ever, with my soul open to unknown horizons, And I die for You more than ever, for You are the source of my restlessness, I, my heart, and You are present here, in this suspended moment, So why do you keep your gaze down, like a dream that unravels upon waking? I have never...

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A moon hanging low amidst the glitter of stars, my heart's aflutter with dire anticipation. Together we cast golden coins in a fountain, the darkness of the night oozing with mystery. My heart's aflutter with dire anticipation, the unmistakable scent of love fills the air. Always the thought of you occupying my mind till I summon your familiar voice in the night. Together...

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If you knew the weight I bear, You'd hear the screams beneath my stare. I light the dark yet feel so cold, Like a silent tale that's never told. Of shining silver and glittering gold, Of a burning past in letters bold. It has been long, it has been ages, since a soul has touched these unread pages....

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Unknown a wooden statue carved by unknown hands perhaps an E.T. worshipped by an ancient native tribe who witnessed unknown aliens ...

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~ akin to dangling precariously on the edge of mystery. ~...

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