Veil Poems - Poems about Veil

Handicapped by charades, A cacophony of voices Comes from the real owners of the world Who gather, roar, and whisper in a coven. Wolly bat and tongie dog Adorned with black wrappers Teeth smeared with mysterious mixture As they shape-shift with various forms inside Even when persuaded, Their words hold final sway. Night is their realm, Flying on bat-like wings To summon ice and hailstorms. They wield the...

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Love and sorrow walk as one, A bond unbroken, never undone. For every kiss, a tear will fall, A whispered ache, a lover’s call. The heart that loves must bear the weight, Of joy entwined with sorrow’s fate. For love is cruel, it does not spare, It lingers long, yet leaves despair. It wears a veil, it hums a...

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I walk through life like a shadow unseen, Because they treat me like I’ve never been. No chains can bind me, no laws confine, Yet they whisper doubts as if they’re mine. Why do you fear the faith I hold? Why does my truth leave hearts so cold? Is...

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"A crimson sky breaks the distant shore," beaming an omen from the opened draw. Highlighting a warning to fear, abhor? Or perchance, a delight joyously to adore? Which way do I look and when, for this brainstorming. To read the sky bathed in crimson blood swarming? Looking left at dawn, I get a warning, yawning! Looking right at dusk, I get delight,...

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removing the transparent veil countless truths secrets revealed from you!...

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Beyond the veil where golden choirs sing, The humble heart ascends to greet the King....

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Under the veil of night, when the stars sing their silence, a wave of fire flows like living water, enveloping the gathered crowd, called by priests to receive the Holy Light, and the hymn of the Resurrection rises, flooding the streets and souls, an echo of eternity, "Christ is risen from the dead, trampling death by death, and...

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A breath made visible, a ghostly veil, Vapor ascends where solid forms turn pale. A transient mist, a whisper on the breeze, Uncertain substance swaying through the trees. It rises softly from a heated source, A fleeting moment charting no fixed course. A shroud of secrets in a quiet dance, Where liquid dreams in airy realms advance. It blurs the edges of the...

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We notice space flicker, signalling that we can penetrate the veil of emptiness, by softening attention, in a stillness continuum, animated by our pure intent, to awaken within this lucid dream. Gently laying to rest, labours of mind, by shifting from thinking to feeling, poised in awareness unblinking, putting on pause flow of time, without employing force, we get to the source, amazed to see no less than face of God....

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Written: March 27, 2025, for Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose *********** Waves into twilight that is now absent. From flowers clipped just before their ideal flight. Irony changes with the pulse and its might. Their immaculate poetics is transcendent. Her strands of talent are enduring mysteries. A...

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Under the veil of night, death is just a drawn curtain, a dance of shadows that silently glides on walls, we do not collapse all at once, but slowly disperse, like autumn leaves carried by the wind into the unknown, piece by piece, under the merciless cut of time, a river that slowly spills into a sea of deep silence. The...

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When the moon stretches across the sky like a silver veil covering the deep, silent night, And stars flicker like lost beacons on the vast sea of endless cosmic mystery, I feel my thoughts, like evening birds, soar toward the dark and tranquil heavens above, Carried by desires and dreams that never fade, but grow like an unquenchable...

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Sans thought who are we as identity, whence free from fear chains no ego remains? That which never was dies in the thought pause, wherein soul’s reborn, ushering truth’s dawn. What’s there to be said when bliss beats are bred? Pheromones mingle and our eye’s single....

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By Imran Ahmed The Veil Of Beauty Once A Shield Has Faded In The Name Of Fashion Now Darkness Stains The Faces Bare Their Lost Light A Silent Confession Sisters Dance Before Their Brothers Daughters Paint Their Lips In Vain Seeking Glances Meant For Shame As Purity Drowns In A World Profane The Hungry Eyes Of Strangers Lurk Hunting Souls Still Wrapped In Light Teachers...

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Beneath the thin veil of humanity, where the heart flutters like a trapped butterfly, Lies the stir of an ancestral cruelty, a seed deeply buried, In the soil watered by the tears of compassion and the silent blood of struggle, We are sculpted from the duality of nature, where claw and caress coexist, Each breath a battle between light...

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