Unsearched Poems - Poems about Unsearched

...In the silent sanctuary of melancholy, a stir is born, The flow of consciousness streams like a river from the depths of creativity, Where each soul finds its unique, unsearched significance, And ......

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...The luscious green space ahead, A tree with leaves a-shed, The leaves rustle all green, Amidst a world unseen. Unsearched ,Unscathed A world to be in awe With it in green bathed It is a wor......

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...Petition Lord grant that I might walk softly, Down quiet, untrodden ways. That I might explore the hidden recesses Of the mind, henceforth unsearched. Let me plum the depths of love And rea......

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...What will I become? What will I ever be? What will happen to someone like me? Will I reach the top or ever fall down? Should I just stop and forever frown? To reach the space so hard is true ......

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...This is a little story About friendship ultimate This friend knew my love of cake But understood my need for health She saw that I was trying To be oh so very good And she went above And beyon......

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..."From Thy Thresh-Holds, I Wish To Uphold; Through The Wave-Tide ?nd Gravity, To Where I Feel Sympathy!" "To Thy Branches I Rest, A Tree Of A Caring-Shade; Like Thy Sturdy-Roots Of Crest, Sh......

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...Timeless, the eyes and fractured wisdom, the two of us, extremely prudent, suffering the dislocation of vigilance against wrinkled sin, I am on my own today disconnected to the unearthly rehearsal o......

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...Timeless, the eyes and fractured wisdom, the two of us, extremely prudent, suffering the dislocation of vigilance against wrinkled sin, I am on my own today disconnected to the unearthly rehe......

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...i have not ideal where to start but if there be i'll find the key to your heart if buried under Saharan sand i'd sift the grains between my hand's seperate searched from unsearched sand ......

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...Like A Dream.. Like the days in The Cradle.. Like the tale of Samson's Riddle.. In The Wake of your Fiddle.. Our Waists In Consortium..Like Beaded Eroticas Wiggling.. Like A Dream.. Our Str......

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...In life anew, relate deficiency: a heart that yearns for anything but this and suffers for its inefficiency. The hope, the future lost in just a kiss, the need, the ache for breath of coming da......

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