Unbridgeable Poems - Poems about Unbridgeable

Written: 21 July 2023 Submitted to No. 1231 New Poem Only Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand Bridging the Unbridgeable Chasm* As rises the wealth of nations, As grows the limb of a township So declines the flowers of compassion; As grows the arm of a city, As grows the height of skyscrapers So grows absolute poverty, So grows the chasm between...

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when distance cuts at love confounding closeness we grumble at Skype connecting broken in its transmitting togetherness on the edge of...

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According to the Scriptures, such unbridgeable chasm exists. Luke 16:26 of the King James Bible declares, “And beside all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot; neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence.” We are compassionately warned by...

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Two of us an unbridgeable dark chasm; We strike sharp painful words full of sarcasm. Finger pointing away to the other. Imperfect we are to one another. We used to walk amid rhythmic towers, Youthful dreams and love each other for hours. Alone and forgotten, gracelessly through Melodic and rhythmic blankness askew. Two of us an unbridgeable dark chasm, No longer share the same...

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Last night my thoughts dwelled in melancholy recalling what we once shared had been good before we made the mistakes of mutual folly and on opposite sides of a bridge we now stood You called, I answered. Both having need to talk but the bridge between us still kept us far apart Would one of us take the first step of...

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I cannot count the physical bridges that I have crossed, but there are two that I have crossed repeatedly over a period of 40 years. My two most crossed bridges are The Golden Gate Bridge and The Sf/Oak Bay Bridge. I see an age-old separation of rich man and a poor man. Perhaps they represent one of many unbridgeable chasms. Jesus...

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A brilliant sky - a hopeful day and night But broods and churns, the haunt of beast and plight. No kneading dough nor kneeling praise nor shout - Before the cross was laid, there’s no way out. The stretch between heaven and hell, no game. A farmer or preacher could not stake claim. With deep bruises, blood-red, the chasm has clout. Before...

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A small hair-thin gap; this got widened like the Oman Gulf; Life, as though within the mouth of a ghost, did get engulf; No look; no smile; no speech; deadly movements performed like plays, Physique and psyche moved like monsters, in deserted ways...! Did we have unfeasible assumptions and surmises? Like water and vessels, do our hearts change shapes...

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Contrary to what a dream might wish for, There are those, sometimes, who fail to see across That unbridgeable chasm, the one that leaves the heart Yearning for the light, the glistening of stars shining, The whisper of a sun reflecting all the wonders Found in those who understand, that even when Darkness falls over the whole land, there is the...

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There are few things cannot be fused today. Even the impossible, there always is a way. Whenever two things, we need them to meet. We find a way, even if it’s a miraculous feat. Something that humans are yet to achieve. Is a phenomenon that’s very hard to believe. There is a wide chasm that so many dread. It’s the gulf between...

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Death is an unbridgeable chasm, that's my opinion, not sarcasm. Many mystics tried to explore whatever lies beyond Death's door. Religions preach Death's not the end; as eternal souls; we ascend. Yet, till I breathe my final breath, living is juxtaposed with Death. And I will likely never know the full measure of its shadow. For when I no longer exist; my id shall dissipate like...

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With the submerging spent sun in my scarlet sky, the twilight colors of my listless life slowly sink. At the edge of hazy horizon the night waits for my moon, across the insurmountable dark abyss. The wisps of disappearing cloud tinged with fading hues weave for me the tapestry of the departing day. Behind the shroud of nocturnal gloom my stars...

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As I look over the unbridgeable chasm from the cliff to the sea, churning on the rocks below, I realize that why I cannot bridge the gap is not because of what I am, but, because of what I'm not. I'm immutable I'm immovable I'm imputable I'm imbalanced I'm imbittered I'm immature I'm immobile I'm immaterial I'm immense I'm impassible I'm impartible I'm impalpable I'm impenetrable I'm so 'hmm'...

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