Uncertainty Poems - Poems about Uncertainty

A silver bird departs, the sky serene, Yet morning’s promise shatters in a breath; Ash falls where laughter and bright hopes had been, A city mourns the sudden hand of death. In distant hills, a traveler’s path grows cold, A journey meant for dreams, now left undone; The news arrives—too heavy to be told— A vanished step, a race that’s never run. Where...

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A silver bird departs, the sky serene, Yet morning’s promise shatters in a breath; Ash falls where laughter and bright hopes had been, A city mourns the sudden hand of death. In distant hills, a traveler’s path grows cold, A journey meant for dreams, now left undone; The news arrives—too heavy to be told— A vanished step, a race that’s never run. Where...

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I sit and stare beyond what's there, besides "The oval window, a portal to another dimension". It drags the moon's eclipse off the sun's circle to show an ellipse with twin foci, in two dimensions not one. The tension woven into its shape shrouds a duality, a flip-flop state, steeped in, and reeking with ambivalence. An oval coracle holding on, rocking in...

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The stars once whispered secrets in the dark, Now silence hangs like frost upon the trees— No tender sign, no ever-burning spark, Just shadows drifting over cold distant seas. I held a truth once, small and clear and bright, A jewel I found in dusk’s uncertain light— But now the day dissolves into the gental dark night, And I am lost in...

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When poised precariously, balanced on the edge of a precipice, choice can’t wait for clarity. For the mass of uncertainty, tips the balance just enough to topple you off the cliff into the valley below. The sheers gravity of choice, is unrelenting and absolute, in the face of uncertainty. You're blindfolded by fear, bent over, to leer, too long, into the valley below. Uncertainty and...

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Choose me, when the silent storm of my own uncertainty tears the seams of my being like lightning splitting the sky, when my heart becomes a battlefield, and doubts are invisible soldiers marching against the truth you have always carried like an unwavering light. Choose me, even when I break under the weight of self-doubt, when my soul is a sculpture...

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The candle trusted the flame, So warm, so near, so bright. It leaned into the dance of fire, Believing it was light. But love that flickers, fierce and fast, Can scorch what seeks to stay. Now wax runs down like falling tears, The flame still sways, while the candle melts away. Soon the flame too will burn out, For after we consume others, So are we...

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Cancer is only for others, Walking its own quiet road: The smoker’s sigh, The alcoholic’s plight, The old tree, The young, the budding seed— Babies, life’s fragile heartbeat… Medical advancements—progress marching, Cures, new hopes discovered With each sunrise. Everyone wants to know. Everyone needs the truth. The truth is sad. Cancer, a path we think not our own… Is cancer only for others? ...

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Through uncertainty continued journey of life, accepting every challenge to meet. I possess my body, yet temporary ! ...

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Took birth at the door of uncertainty to enter in life continuing journey, ...

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“Let`s greet everybody with love, We know not when and in what shape We may meet the Almighty Lord.”-By Author ************************************************************** ...

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seemingly undeniable certitude and conviction handle hinges slats panels lock and key maybe a cat flap for escape towards illusions a trap door of revolving gates sometimes we are framed by cemented beliefs of what remains perspective and opinion seeking for external validations we fail to search for what is inside stay on the threshold of immobility minds need lubricating agents rust prevention or...

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Blue ~ is the door of uncertainty, carved with letters of lime green, with antique amulets hung on sterling strings, like teardrop dreamcatchers, framing the anatomy of healing heartbeats. And I am an aching epiphany~ an archived souvenir ...

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Behind the door of softest gold, A whisper calls, both shy and bold, It hums a tune that floats on air, A song of hope, it's always there. What lies beyond? A field of green, Where moments bloom, unheard, unseen, A path that winds with endless grace, Uncharted yet, a wide...

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The Door of Uncertainty what's behind it, no one knows the places it will lead you or the opportunities it holds The Door of Uncertainty will you twist it's knob or will you leave it untouched scared for what could be behind The Door of Uncertainty a place of unknown but, if no one takes the risk how are we gonna know The Door of Uncertainty where one...

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