The Unknown Poems - Poems about The Unknown

The Unknown and Lying It Scares People

the truth is a drunk in the corner
nobody wants to look at
because he’s missing teeth
and smells like the gutter.

people like their stories neat—
swept floors, white smiles,
the lie folded in like sugar in coffee.

you tell them the world is falling apart
and they’ll laugh
until the ceiling drops on their heads.

the unknown sits outside the door
in the rain,
smoking

In the mystery of the unknown, where thoughts flow like a river

In the mystery of the unknown, where thoughts flow like a river,
my being seeks innocence, unknown even to myself,
I am free, at last, to be silent, to bathe
in the quiet of your promise of promises,
like the pear tree in the garden, which feels beauty,
but never asks why such splendor is here.
On monsoon days, full of

KNOWN TO 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

The Unknown Room

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

Loving the unknown

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

Under the somber cloak of twilight, where shadows whisper secrets of the unknown

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

Fear of The Unknown

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

I wanted to disappear like smoke into the unknown air

I wanted to disappear like smoke into the unknown air, where lines aren't drawn and nothing is known,
Into a realm where rules don't bind us and failures leave no shadows in the tried soul,
But this world is a vast ocean of beauty drowned in a community with a feigned smile,
Where our minds are drained by

The Juniper Prize: Between the Known and the Unknown

“The Juniper Prize: Between the Known and the Unknown”

That man built a house 
of straw and sticks
and the stories that burned within -

all consuming the titled prize;

like a bird 
sings a song
the metre repeats and sticks.

yet, another banner, 
belies an untitled grimm feast 
for sore hungry eyes -

ravenous writers 
devour their characters
easily mindful, with or

Whispers of the unknown

People say we should face our fears,
but how do I face mine
when the path leads only forward,
never back?

That wild journey called death—
a story with no storyteller,
a door with no return.
Is there light beyond,
or only endless dark?

With each passing day,
with every fleeting celebration,
I hear time whispering, ticking,
pressing against my skin.

Will I forget it all,
or will my

The Unknown

They fear to be alone
I am the unknown, 
unknowingly fearing the 
unknown for i am thee,
I've come afar to plant
a seed in thee. 

Come forth as the rapture 
has begun, for the battle
has yet to be won. I pray
amongst the weak to parish 
in their sins. I pray the strong 
will bury beneath me and

Dancing Into the Unknown

The old year fades, its echoes drifting light, 
A newborn spark ignites the midnight sky. 
We laugh, we drink, we dance into the night,
A fleeting wish, a dream that longs to fly.
Resolutions sworn in candle’s sight,
Yet whispered vows may fade as days go by.
But in this hour, with hope and love we glow, 
The past

In the labyrinth of time, our hesitant steps sketch the path of the unknown

In the labyrinth of time, our hesitant steps sketch the path of the unknown,
Each moment, a drop of mystery trickling into the ocean of possibilities,
We are actors without a script in a play whose acts are written as we live,
The curtain of uncertainty rises slowly, revealing scenes that take our breath away.
Life, a dance on

The Unknown Cave

The unknown cave within,
Built by don't know what
From it emerge tendencies,
Seemingly out of control
Made up mostly by influences,
And the sensitivity of brain.
Fear is one of them
Such a slavery it is,
What am I to do?
How do I break free?
Either repeat the blows,
But there is no end!
A single path nobody shows,
And I am left to comprehend.

-17-02-2025

THE UNKNOWN MARTYR

THE UNKNOWN MARTYR
Though short life he lives
A lot of blood he takes a lot of comfort he gives
A sheet of pure white
Shine between legs day and night
Hug him between warm thighs 
To make you happy and feel nice
Soft and smooth he is
Discomfort and tension he ease
Though for long he can’t stay
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