Thread Poems - Poems about Thread

I stitched the stars with thread of gold To bind the wounds the ages told, Where cruelty broke the world in two— I gathered light to sew it through. The needle sang a lullaby Of souls who never said goodbye, And in each seam, a prayer would gleam: That love outlives the darkest dream....

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Don't push me to the brink Where life's spark starts to fade, Lest I lose the will to live, And hope's light is betrayed. 27 July 2025 ...

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It is thinner than hope Stronger than belief. Woven from silence Tied to a sigh. The thread between worlds Is not seen... it is lived. A tug in the chest when nothing’s wrong Tells all... In the tear that falls... before goodbye....

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On the stage of life, I paint my lips crimson, a smile stitched with invisible thread, While the scar beneath my ribs sings a melody only I can hear. The halogen spotlights burn intensely, bleaching the shadows where my pain retreats, Like a sleeping child, small, forgotten, yet still breathing in the deafening silence. Pirouetting with borrowed grace, each...

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Twilight tiptoes through curtained clover leaves Cape starlings stanzaed thank mighty Lord spindly legs shake on spritely evensong breeze closing chirp reminding that day is just a chord What achievements marked chanting hours manifesting with helio hands and heedful head paper, pencil, thoughts danced about in bower patterned sensations twirled needle and thread A silent hymn I sit awaiting...

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The earth holds stories, secrets old trees keep, deep inside, it's true, ?My uncle's farm, where family wisdom feels so real, fresh and new. ?When soil I touch, old memories bloom, like whispers from a cozy room, ?A history carried by the wind, chasing every scary, chilling gloom. Yet most days, I’m trapped, a pheonix in...

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I move like a question no one dares to ask aloud. Soft-footed. Sharp-eyed. I was born between shadows, stitched from dusk and flame— a whisper in the underbrush with teeth. You call me sly. I call it survival. I know the wind before it changes. I know the hush that means danger. I know how to vanish without meaning to. Your world is loud. Metal, smoke, hunger that swallows without...

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In this tiny corner of random order, where life weaves its thin thread, There exists a vast universe of chaos, a sea of darkness and mystery that surrounds us, All people feel that chaos, a silent presence that shadows the edge of consciousness, But some hide from it, building invisible walls and refusing to look at it. These are...

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Souls connected through time Coupled together by love and blood Arranged into families Realizing where that thread originated and Leads, tells us who we are. Engineered by the Creator To bring about His will Time to open our eyes Hear with our ears the Reality before us. Evidenced by the blood lines Aligned back and back, leading us to Deliverance!...

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Beneath fate's shadowed edge, I take my stand, A moment granted by design's own hand. The blade above me poised, a guillotine, My neck upon the board, awaiting fall. While others drift through life's unchallenged stream, Letting time pass without a second thought, I cannot share their luxury of ease. If days were numbered, hours slipping by, Would actions shift to meet the...

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Embroidery thread comes in hundreds of hues And searching the shelves it’s not easy to choose. One purple’s too dark but the next one’s too light; It’s hard to find one that is perfectly right. Yet buying some extras just makes lots of sense Since the thread isn’t close to a major expense; So when I get some fabric to work...

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I see myself as a fragile thread in the vast tapestry of existence, stretched under the weight of doubt, In the silence of my mind, the whispers of shortcomings haunt me like an unyielding echo, I feel abandoned by my own reflection, wandering among the shadows of bitter regret, The world becomes a merciless mirror, showing me only...

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When twilight whispers secrets to the stars, And moonlight dances soft upon the sea, I think of fate, its ever-winding scars, That led my soul through time to find thee. Life's winding road, so rugged and unclear, Held shadows deep, where dreams would fade and fall, Yet through the dark, your light drew ever near, A voice of hope, a whisper through...

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We meet as strangers, eyes brushing past like wind on stone. Your name, a sound I barely hold; mine, a word already fading. We nod, we pass, two islands adrift, separated by the waters we cannot see. But beneath the surface, where the roots of being entwine, I hear your mother’s laughter, your father’s sigh. The echo of ancestors hums in your blood— their stories written in...

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THREAD OF FIRE You say you are not worthy to be remembered Yet, you are that thread of fire! The one not put out, never extinguished One sparking a million singing pyres Your verses breed inner conflict In turn breeding flames of desire How dare you concede you're unworthy When you are that one thread of fire!...

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