Unshaped Poems - Poems about Unshaped

...In Pahalgam’s embrace, where solace bloom Dawn’s tender hues now fade into gloom. The innocent sleep, their laughter now stilled, In cold, silent graves, their dreams unfulfilled. A crown of br......

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...I used to be blind, how could I not see, So many shapes around me, changing endlessly. How beautiful the stars in the sky’s embrace, The moon swaying gently on its swinging trace. We don’t unde......

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... Ebullient ecstasy cascades in the rolling valley of time, changes tenor with the reflection of the chromatic sky on the parchment of delightful dawn and dulcet dusk. On the sensuous cerulean......

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...Unshaped by parental care, He rose, a phoenix, beyond compare. Life's struggles molded him with might, Resolute, he faced each endless night. Education's flame burned bright and true, His pass......

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...On the floor of the future, she twirls, dancing through the boundless, In contemporary moments, still unshaped, She carves her path through the fullness of time, Until it becomes one with her pres......

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...I could overload, I could underwhelm I'm the wrong person for a job at the helm Throw me to the lions, it's all I'm owed I could underwhelm, I could overload It's a riddle today, as I sit all ......

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...In the cathedral of silence, beneath the vaults of stars and shadows, A man opens his soul like an ancient parchment in the hands of a divine scribe. His words are forgotten runes, whispers of a wo......

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...Afternoon musing, not quite content, Wondering where the time all went - The time not really given, only lent. The first day of fourth grade, In the next desk a new girl stayed, With honey col......

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... Just past where the world of the atom ends there are spaces that we try to fill or pretend they don't exist. Hollows that harbor silence or an unshaped need, the imprint of something the......

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...This is a broken emptiness So surrounded in fixedness you can't get at it All I've ever wanted, I'm that But in disorder Unoriginal amongst poets My drama is bound, I won't let it out All doors......

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... FOUR TENETS OF CREATIVITY PERCEPTION PARTURATION PUBLICATION PARTICIPATION INTRODUCTION This short eBook encompasses my experiences of the creative in both art......

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...Across a field, the tips of tall grass tremble in the moonlight. There are silent wings gliding the dark, soft callings way off in the distance and occasionally, glowing eyes seen high in the t......

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...A raw quiet stretches like a membrane across the night. Pulled tight it waits to amplify the slightest sound. Each passing minute dials up the volume of a nerve strung to snare the powdery wh......

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...WHITE FLOWERS OF BEAUTY Within the soul of my experience unconscious seeds of tomorrow's joy waiting the warmth of encouragement lay dormant seeking inspiration's ligh......

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...Dark night is closer, after your Callings, callings from the half -seen trees. Night owls are crying. A smile is Ominous dancing in the branches. Of slow time, night unfolds Its ranges of s......

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