Vanishing Poems - Poems about Vanishing

Vanishing Point It's Easy To See How The Future Appears... Because... From There You're Looking Into The: Past. -Gray Squirrel 06-01-2025...

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Oh ,my dearest and love some sibling shadow, listen, Are you still staying and living in my beloved soul ?, ...

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Nested in the cat’s cradle Paraded in a child’s fable I have no voice, don’t let me die No longer shall I live a lie I have no soul nor thoughts to save Unbeknownst to me is this life beyond the grave? A designer dainty as she silky essence she creeps upon so free and...

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Peace is the tide that never stays, rolling in soft whispers, retreating in sighs, touching the feet of the weary, only to slip away before they can rest. It lingers in the hush before a storm, a breath between heartbeats, a weightless second where nothing pulls— then the world stirs, and it is gone. We chase it in quiet rooms, in hands we dare...

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Memories flutter like Post-It notes, with scribbles faint and worn. Reminders fade in the winds they’ve made, my pages are tattered and torn. Notes twist and swirl, then dip and curl, in a wild and frantic breeze. A cyclone spins where thoughts have been, scattering all...

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From a lonely country road I saw in the distance on my bicycle a young couple in traditional dress lovely, in the evening sunlight crossing the wide winter paddy field . They might be returning home from a ceremony, a charming sight in the setting sun. Today, structures are coming up over the paddy fields, pushing nature further and further away . Schools,shops, and residential buildings rise here...

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Ongoing rows of trees branches reaching binding crawling braiding trunks of olive trees capturing my senses warm breeze glides down my spine the ripened forestry handfuls delightful ripeness historic scenery as I mastered the monopoli landings the essence of extra virgin oils pour to perfection stored in tins we carry them between the lemon zest...

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feet displacing sand water filling up the space imprint vanishing ...

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In the distance, a line disappears Where sky and earth converge, through tears A point of no return, yet we're drawn near To the edge of what's known, and what's held dear Memories fade like footprints in sand As we chase the horizon, hand in hand With every step, a piece of us slips away Into the vanishing point, where love and...

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In my portrait of life the palette began in pigments of blue, red and yellow, but with each stroke, my horizons slowly dissolved into mustard, muddy brown and burnt orange. Not everything you portray upon a canvas is...

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Feeling a little cross I gave out to god For piling different shapes upon my hod To think, we never had any future plan So made one up with the home insurance man Anyway, I'm covered for a sudden leak But excess is high and outlook pretty bleak With water damage undermining my eyes Canopies atop fail to keep me baptised In a...

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When the sky mimics an illusory highway, camouflaged in colors of confusion, crowded with contrasts of chaos, I stand stranded at the crossroads, draped in distorted resolutions, soaked in pixelated perspectives,...

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I wish most would what a beautiful world we would have still I want one back the poet ...

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and in my meditation I float in an aura purple I swirl among and above the clouds beyond my earthly realm and come to land upon a sandy shore I see my sail boat waiting, beckoning to me her bow is bobbing, her stern secure her starboard tilting and her port welcoming her sails flutter in a wind, her...

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