Wakeful Poems - Poems about Wakeful

...“As God’s spark ensouling organic form, I am that presence which cannot be named, felt within as a magnetic bliss storm, divine pulsation that cannot be tamed, gentled by His touch, w......

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... Written: April 8, 2025, for contest sponsored by Brian Strand ******************* love fleeting moments soul controlled promi......

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...Bombarded by myriads of daily data without cease, I suggest a forthright discourse on this topic, carousel of trend and sound adherence merely looming? some unwitting sentiment an aspirational d......

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...I know you’re there, just out of sight, There among the black far-reaches Like a rider of dreams in the night Searching for reason that impeaches. You have left behind no traces Of where you......

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... Beneath Forgotten Stars In wakeful hours, I drink my thoughts, Letting mind and heart entwine in fraught Reflections of forgotten dreams, And roads that vanished with the streams. ......

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...{"I detest you, I hate you with my all. I despise, abhor, and loathe you for evolving me into a fatigue of desperation for you; the anguish, the hysteria to feel treasured by some other commodity, v......

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...We slip into the cradle of night's arms, Beyond our weary, wakeful selves, we go. Where hopes take flight untouched by worldly harms, And whispered wants, like drifting petals, flow. Beneath a ......

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...God, One day, will you tell my why little babies have to die? Children starve while mothers cry Deadly bombs drop from the sky God, tell me. Tell me why. God, Feel the ground about to shake ......

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...In the quiet slipstream of night, where thoughts unfurl like tendrils of smoke, some dismiss dreams as mere echoes— brain farts, they jest, leftover gas from our wakeful hours. But dre......

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...As twilight’s veil begins to gently lift, The fading grays give way to golds and blues. And colors mark the waves as shadows shift, Reflective of a new horizon’s hues. Yet gazes fixed on dista......

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... "Nature’s sermon laced with bouquet lusciousness of colors and fragrance unfolds spiritual inspiration." Quote by poet Lingering lazy moon A luster on the eve of June Plays a pea......

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...Chaotic romance. Fearful dreams of war. Lost in the river. Wakeful spirit. Chaotic storms. Heavy snow falls. Fate or chance? ......

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...I first locked eyes on her in those salad days, When my eyes was packed of ignorant bliss, Some summer days felt like paradise whilst others were stuffed with abeyance. When I gaze into the hea......

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...At last, Mr. J Bugman is now a retired Judge-man. For many years he has punished many, spared few. His verdicts never alter even if there is no hangman. He had no rest, no serenity, working ......

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...The sweetness of doing nothing in a day On umber earth and mid birds singing in spring. Spending leisure time in a suspended Bed hung up by each end between two trees. We sit gazing at the he......

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