Unfolds Poems - Poems about Unfolds

In the deep silence of the night, when the sky unfolds its mantle, I drift, dreamlike, among constellations of thoughts that embrace the moon, A solitary soul, like a forgotten temple beneath falling stars, Waiting for you, the eternal traveler, to be its light and solace. In the labyrinth of shadows, where the timpani of time silence solemnly, Seek your...

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Somewhere between when sleep overtakes and then when I'm not really awake as if on a film running through my head the reel unrolls a story unfolds and I never lose the thread tho' the plot may be somewhat bizarre from whence I know not yet never forgot I find words appear in my mind from way over yonder out of the blue and...

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before enactment of an event on earth creation occurs in a subtler domain call it what we will; it’s there our will takes birth like blessings from heaven falling down like rain so what this deep truth is, once we here unearth ego spawned fears and desires are to rest lain for we know that we’re one with the universe navigating...

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It’s the end of the world, babe Since the second of May this year Nothing can save us, maybe A miracle, but it’s unclear As it always happens with miracles They get lost on the next day Which appears to be satirical But a few can see it this way It’s the end of the world, now It starts from this very date Write a...

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In icy peaks, your name is born, Hima, a whisper of winter's morn. Bindu, a droplet, pure and fine, Together merged, a beauty divine. Like snowflakes gently falling deep, Your heart remains, in slumber, keep. Bindu's tiny form, a universe holds, Reflecting dreams, like winter's tales unfold. In frozen landscapes, your soul takes flight, A gentle breeze stirs, on a winter's night. Himabindu, a name...

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The transformation of the poet into an artist unfolds like a hymn to the defiant spirit, an age-old story with familiar themes of the literary outcast, where alcohol and poverty dance frenetically in the shadow of tumultuous love, but at the heart of this storm lies a silent flame, an unwavering devotion, to the written word, a warm and...

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Under the vast vault of the night, the story unfolds, A silver river winding through deep dreams, The moon, a silent dancer, spins on the canvas of the sky, The breeze whispers prayers that have traveled through time. The waves of life carry us like leaves on water, We, travelers without a compass, gaze at the infinite sky, We invoke a...

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A future unfurls, like a canvas so bright, 2025 arrives, with promise and light. Cities soar high, with towers of might, Sustainable dreams, in morning's first light. Robots roam free, with artificial hearts, Humans and tech, in harmonious starts. Virtual realms, where love and art entwine, A world remade, with innovation's design. Electric skies, with drones buzzing by, Green forests thrive, with a renewed...

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In the world where this secret dwells, One truth shines bright, my tale to tell, Autism, a spectrum vast and wide, In its embrace, I've learned to hide. Level one, a gentle dawn, With minimal support, they carry on, Independence sings in their heart's refrain, Navigating life with grace through pain. Level two, a deeper shade, Where voices tremble, and fears invade, Substantial support becomes...

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she had youth on her side and couldn't care less the world at her feet oblivious to what's out there perhaps lurking in the dark like rose-coloured lenses her filters paint for her a contorted reality and she smiles and she laughs almost delirious in her delusion nothing we could or should say we just watch holding our breath posted on August 8, 2024...

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In labyrinths, shadows dance and flicker, a chessboard of time unfolds, Where dreams, like pawns, march solemnly through mist and silent groves, And every queen, crowned with sorrow or with joy, knows the ancient moves, For life, the hidden grandmaster, preordains each step our spirit beholds. Under the canopy of night, constellations carve uncharted designs, A chess game enshrined in...

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My solitude weaves the paths of the night that unfolds beneath my footsteps, And when my eyelashes fall heavy - a puppetry of worlds dims in their blindness. In the frown of my eyebrows, The Moon transforms into a sidereal onion suspended above the crests of the world. I gather universes in my pockets, bring in my palm the...

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In the fabric of spring, the map of life renewed unfolds – A vibrant painting in a blend of young shades of birch, acacia, and ash; A symphony of colors that come alive in the effusions of triumphal dawns; No fading like it – each ray reawakens the verdant glade. Beneath the steps of Spring, the flowered carpet, dust...

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witnessing life flow unfold to retain heart’s glow it helps not to know our fate foretold what counts is this soul’s vibrancy innate letting not fear forms bait presence suffused with bliss...

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______________________________________________________________ Will I descry my consort before I settle? Always ecstatic but never got a medal Abide by the authentic route, even if slowly I purport to originate, although closely No difference in inducing if I am late As long as I reach my destination, sedate I won't strain to delight everyone I meet There's always someone who goes deceit. Instead,...

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