Unaware Poems - Poems about Unaware

Unaware; You are the ocean, the earth, the sky,. And I a ship in the bottle Never to touch the water; A bird that cannot fly, Will never know the touch of sky. A wind that cannot lay upon the earth, Caresses only memories of birth. Unaware; You are the Space that holds it all. Each moment of Time, Upon your Breath; Until ...

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You have haunted the garden of my thoughts, unaware of the endless conversations, About sea butterflies and flights mingled with white, forgetful snows. I wove you into the celestial tapestries, you were my astral laboratory of dreams, A solar vagabond returning from a dark night to caress the dawn once more. In profound silence, I have tried to paint...

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driving with no care in the world watching her sleep soundly until we get there i feel Bountifully Blessed Right Here i am wondering what i did right to deserve her those who know me know that i am an acquired taste i get emotional and Give Thanks to The Father above the blue skies it is then that i become...

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I know it's not funny What it is rather in fact It's criminally sad That someone in the first place Could become or ever be So full of their own self importance Or so selfish and totally unaware Let alone give a damn or care To think so highly of themselves That they didn't even realize What they were or are A spare of a spare...

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Why am I always ‘just a friend’? This is the question that bothers me most. I know I am liked, as I’m there when I am needed, But when all is ok, it’s as if I’m a ghost. Here I am; your mate, your pal, your chum, I will listen to your worries and give out sound advice. A shoulder to...

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It crept in with the peaceful night, Slipping softly into troubled dreams, Unaware of our desperate plight. A friendly smile, the flag held tight, Neighbors watch as we move about, It crept in with the peaceful night. The lines were drawn between left and right, Hatred rose and claims put forth, Still unaware of our desperate plight. Choices dismantled, still we made our fight, But...

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Unaware of Time passing Of its impermanence Learning not, through Joy's hold on each Slid-by minute's sky-reach With their bubble play and ball games Boys and girls the air fill. Therefore what else could they be But careless, fretless. Agree?...

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colors galore came from her magic pen in paisleys and plaids kaleidoscope of prints and fashions. she was unaware just throwing things onto a page not seeing the magic others saw it was the beauty of what kept her poems honest she flavored many reader's days And sometimes their weeks, without ever realizing the glory of her words, how mystical her pen was or how talented...

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The shag splinters the skin beneath the arch of nothing there Fibers so tiny drenched in the ink written out in despair The smell of stains way beneath never escapes the vine ...

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We were fighting over Mr Freeze pops whilst grandpa was being cleaned for the coffin....

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I saw an old man sitting by the road His coat was torn, and his cap was low It was clear he had no place to go Life had given him too heavy a load. I thought to stop and offer to share To make his life a tiny bit better Considered the apostle's simple letter Possibly to entertain angel unaware The pressure...

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heart palpitations kiss he never saw coming... planted by his crush Date written: 10/21/2020...

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Tom wished he had been more aware Of the opportunities offered out there He was quiet and shy Now realises why He was too reserved to dare...

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She rode barefoot on her  unicorn all through her house. Had lunch with Greek wine and her Muse, but of course! Read  her Tarot cards and knew her world  was alright. Saw her aura in the mirror and kissed her cat~a sweet goodnight. July 25, 2019 9pm PST...

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Dream catcher made of turtle shell Elemental magic, soul bringer, dream walker Enlightens papoose, savoring his knowing smile. Grandfather Shaman feeds the fire Whose pleasure to warm is well-known in teepees. Tribal spirit faeries hide in furs Braves will return tomorrow Hopefully from a good hunt. Innocent ones sleep soundly, Unworried, on small pox blankets....

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