Traverse Poems - Poems about Traverse

In the world of shadows, I traverse unknown paths, Where the murmur of time is born and dies, Faces that do not know the madness of dreams, Walk firmly on the ground of forgetfulness, Like rain falling on the deaf roof of a house In a monotony without song or color. I wonder, with a trembling heart, What it's like to live...

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We blindly traverse life’s vicissitudes, Upheavals and harmony An odyssey in search of love, Beauty, truth and happiness Lamented in moments of sorrow Euphoric in joyous bliss Recorded in hours, days and years Till hands of death bring to cease....

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In the long shadows of the evening, I traverse the desert of the soul, Lost in the silence of thoughts, we meet ourselves, And in that sacred space, where silence intertwines with desire, We discover the truth of solitude, carried by the echo of the heart. The wind whispers tales of arms that no longer embrace, Of healed souls that...

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The Sunrise of a Nevermore David J Walker From here the sunsets closer than ever before The deep rays quicken long-off memories Removed to the distant shore The fabled days of youth are no more As I turn and realize The light in my eyes Was once the sunrise Of an opening door That I have traversed But never more ...

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“Let the last rays of the setting sun shine serenity on the last mile we traverse” – Quote by Poet The emerald forest mesmerizingly so mystique, spreads the shroud of surreal stillness unique. The scented rippling breeze I embrace floating, as it enthralls me with its cadence charming. With the servile sense of absolute surrender, ...

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Like travellers, We cross this arid land Aiming at the city of rest. As we traverse the landscapes We may, of a truth, sully our feet With besetting dust of sin But we must from time to time Remember Calvary, the place of cleansing Where mercy flows immeasurably We go through marketplaces Let’s be pleased with divine supplies Lest we...

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There is a fierce battle raging in realms unseen of tremendous force Know that all occurrences are planned and preordained on this magnificent course. We are spirits within a body, a spirit entangled with a soul. As we traverse this life day by day, as a rose, our lives do unfold....

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In my systematic dreams dissension As gargoyles front and flank In deception, Oh! did I mention Floating in the skies those lost balloons Those non frequent flyers poise to rise toward the moon Sunflowers and tangerine dream's frightening crabgrass Thickets and thorns weeds growing covering the tulips Frightened fragrant graphite before the rain Covers the grasses and dew mornings just before...

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I wake up and found it a burning. To light my way at least to travel. Hence to where I can find that tis proofs....

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Could we dampen her enthusiasm by calling her out? Possibly, so we were silent as she told us of her astral travels. Does she traverse galaxies at night during her REM sleep? A visage of cheerfulness greets us as she tells the tales. Is it pernicious to allow here these liberties or wise? As her parents, are we to be...

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Cupid wrote their love story With a quill from an angel’s wing In an Astral realm, to traverse through celestial skies. An Enterprise that belonged to Angel’s with anger now, she exercised a most pernicious influence over him and locked him up in a cloud as she stood sentry with a blemish of a missing quill. An elegant angular visage of an Angel Who...

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Let my mind traverse round the universe to find this life's essence Let it cross the stunning falls whose attitude never falls, that abrades the mountain walls. Let it discretely stand, on the desert's sand and inhale its strength grand Let it flow along with river the all time giver, that jubilantly delivers. Let it mingle with the sea, the eternal splendor to see let it glide along and...

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Haunting and haunted,  These visages with lacy, saponaceous curds Depending and plummeting,  Do I on the pebbled porcelaneous integument  Of the whitish shower floor scrawl.  I wonder, as frothy masses of foamy, bubbled soap In the shower traverse mine body and ripple and course  Undulant across my sinews, driven by the pound and pour of the  Plunging, cascading cataract of pressurized shower water.... I...

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Scaling my legs through woods, Seducing the forest's hood. Let the journey saunter to me, Let me traverse. That land bewitched with luxury, Heightened pleasures and glowing glory. His hewn by the hand of my forefathers. Let me traverse. The path that leads there, Is laced with broken bottles and loosed hair. Many opposition and thriving treacherers. Wouldn't let me traverse. Trucks of bilated prejudice. Ocean of...

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My parched wasteland waits The rains love makes would come soon Spread a green meadow I would traverse to reach you In the moist depth of my heart. August 20, 2017....

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