Vast Poems - Poems about Vast

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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In the depths of a world breathing beneath the vast and silent sky, Where shadows are memories of days that were never ours, Someone, an architect of dreams and fear, stretches their invisible fingers, Gently caressing the fragile threads of minds that believe they are free, Woven from illusions, we, mask-wearers, lost in this dance Of imposed thoughts, a silent...

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Ancient maps, streaked with stars, charted paths unknown. But oceans are vast, a whispered warning: the world too wide. Stars explode, a symphony of light, a universe in flux. But what is hidden behind that cosmic cloud? Our minds yearned, but our vision blurred. Humanity delves, with sharpened minds, seeking to unlock nature's hidden code. Yet the universe whispers in quanta: a mystery endures. Concrete canyons climb for the heavens, our aspirations are vast. Yet, the earth gasps, her...

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In the vast mirror, a portal to unknown realms, I find myself, a bent shadow, like a dog weary from the road, Seeking its refuge in an unseen harbor, A wandering ship in storms of dreams and memories, Deciphering the maps of time on my skin like sacred hieroglyphs. Some look at themselves in the mirror in the morning and...

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Space, the vast unknowable theories abound... Not all are telescopable ...

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