Vast Poems - Poems about Vast

In the depths of the night, when stars tell their story on the vast and eternal sky, she walks like a shadow of light, with steps of butterflies in colorful flight. Her beauty is an enigma, a dance of the sun on fields in bloom, a gentle warmth like the dawn's awakening, embracing the earth. Her gaze is a...

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In the mystery of the dark and vast night, the blizzards of forgetfulness cry in silver verses Under the dome of the sky carved in living stones, I stand alone like a bell of thought forgotten in secrecy Time flows in circles of fire and forgetfulness, and I am a flame burning in its own ashes My soul...

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Under the vast sky of illusions, we are actors wearing masks of stars and ephemeral shadows, Our gazes meet through mirrors of mist, seeking reflections of hidden desires, We are magicians of an illusory world, finding ourselves in the imperfections of others, in deep silences, An endless waltz of unspoken words, a dance of souls under the moonlight,...

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In the vast tapestry of life, where thoughts weave threads of untamed dreams, we move like wandering stars through galaxies of happenstance, seeking directions in the random constellations of existence, where reason unravels in waves of mist and fleeting light. Philosophies are maps drawn on the sands of time, promising us islands of certainty in the endless ocean of doubt, but...

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If we humans were to create the vast nature in a dream life, A sky like a sponge would absorb the pollution spreading around, Each day heavy with clouds that hide the divine brilliance, The vastness of the sky would pale before our weary minds. Perhaps we wouldn't invent birds, but silent drones for purposes That wouldn't know the morning...

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I see myself as a fragile thread in the vast tapestry of existence, stretched under the weight of doubt, In the silence of my mind, the whispers of shortcomings haunt me like an unyielding echo, I feel abandoned by my own reflection, wandering among the shadows of bitter regret, The world becomes a merciless mirror, showing me only...

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Even when it seems all random, Not involving a creator.. I am overwhelmed by the coincidences. How much depth it carries? Is it the depth of brainly stuff? Consciousness stuff? I really don’t know. The depth is vast, and As vast goes the time’s arrow. ...

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In the vast plains of the mind, where thoughts intertwine like threads of gold, The herd gathers, a sea of souls moving in unison under the gray sky, Looking with fear and misunderstanding at the one who dares to be a solitary star, That soul that carves its own path through the labyrinth of silent shadows. It is not...

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The land is vast, and wealth is here, But wisdom’s lacking, though the way is clear. Many lands remain untamed, unplowed, If not for corruption, much would be allowed. Where is the strength, where is the might? Where is the mind, where is the fight? If a dog doesn’t bite the pants' hem, Could this land become a paradise then? The jealous can’t...

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In a vast cauldron, where hearts boil in suffering and dreams, Society rounds itself like a sea of untamed thoughts, Under a leaden sky, where time flows like a river of memories, The heavy clouds of forgetfulness gather, shading every glimpse of light, There, in the vastness of silence, if you don't feel, don't move, don't disturb, A film of...

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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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In the depths of the mind, endless questions dance like shadows on the vast and silent sky, Who am I, what am I, a speck of dust merged with everything, a fragment of a lost dream? I am nothing and everything at once, an echo of the universe singing its endless melody, A current flowing into the great...

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The poet is a painter who spreads his soul on the vast canvas of time, with emotions flowing like a river of colors through the valleys of unspoken thoughts, touching with his invisible brush the shadows and light in fragments of eternity, combining sadness and joy in subtle blends of misunderstood hues, creating a living painting from whispers and...

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Under the vast sky, where stars tell their stories in whispers of light, I wander through thoughts, seeking hidden meanings in the shadows of night, Love knows no half measures, it's an ocean that never dries, As long as the heart beats whole, and the butterflies in the stomach Find shelter in the rustle of unspoken dreams, I want to...

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