Where Poems - Poems about Where

Under the infinite sky, where stars weep their light like crystal tears, My thoughts weave into a silent dance, like a whisper of wind on leaves, And I lean towards the heavy earth of unknown sufferings, Where the tear of a hungry child weighs more than all the rains in the world. Happy birthday, orphaned children, you who search...

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Under the summer sky, where the sun casts its rays like a skilled painter, I find myself in the memory of childhood, where every moment was a story, And ripe cherries smiled at me from the branches, like ruby jewels, A branch tapped on my window, whispering that a new moon was secretly born. Hey, come see how the...

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A snow-capped mountain where nobody goes; a forest thick with foliage and trees; a river which meanders as it flows through spaces that nobody likely sees; expanse of sand too wide to be traversed; a tundra where no man cares to abide; a spot deep in the sea that’s not yet cursed; a forgotten weed-infested graveside. In this world where so many places...

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where no light penetrates the musty chamber of an existence gazing, otiose, in contemplation of erogenous zones of paralysis and moans of the...

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Between man and his God manifold distractions Man, responsible for his actions God, weighing each transaction ...

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The moon hangs low, a bone-white stare, Upon the hushed and sleeping town. Each window holds a hidden prayer, As lonely whispers tumble down. A phantom breeze through empty streets, Carries the scent of yesterday, Of laughter that no longer greets The dawn, now turning cold and gray. The ivy climbs a crumbling wall, Each tendril, memory entwined. A silent, sorrowful recall, Of what we left...

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In the depths of a night where dreams intertwine with shadows of desires, Hope sings like a siren's echo, calling souls to sail into the open sea, They told me to hold tightly to the thin thread of hope, like an anchor in a storm, "Hold on a little longer," they said, turning words into incantations, A response to...

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The morning mist still clung, heavy and cool, to the edges of the sleeping field. Birds hadn't quite decided on their full chorus, just tentative chirps, a tuning of invisible strings. I walked the path worn smooth by countless feet before mine, the ones who lived stories now just echoes in the dew-kissed grass. A spider's web, intricate, held droplets like scattered pearls, a fragile architecture of morning. And...

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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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Under the bleak sky of a hopeless night, where stars hide their brilliance, two lost souls wander unknown paths, seeking their light in the abyss of silence, each unbearable day unfolds like a canvas of shadow and silence, time rolls on and the wheels of destiny crush dreams under their silent weight. Bones break under the burden of merciless...

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In the depths of my being, where shadows merge with the light of the past, scars find their home like birds returning to their old nest, carrying colors faded by time, from pure white to the gray of forgotten memories, and pain, a whispered melody, becomes bearable, a constant echo of existence. I have tried to tear them from...

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On this gangrenous planet, where the sky bears the scars of time gone by, we should refrain from weaving plans from threads of illusions and hopes, yet we continue to craft them with an optimism that pulses deep within our veins, like a reflex of the dying seeking light in the final darkness of the day. We cling to...

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I saw it I saw the place the moon kept secret It was uncovered tonight And as I looked up to the Pastel clouds, pink and blue I saw stardust Fall from the sky I watched to see where it went And as it was about to hit the surface of the Seemingly glowing lake It disappeared I went over And looked into the...

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From where I sit. The dark gray clouds, producing the rain, that continues to tap, against the window pain. The absence of blue, in the sky above, brings dreary thoughts, a life without love. If God in his heaven, could answer one prayer, and send me relief, lift darkness and despair. It’s not a perfect woman, my heart truely seeks, but loving and warm, true heart that...

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Hello how are you How've you been Things we need to hear again Thank you. Please. Appreciation Have disappeared from this nation Manners and more pleasantries Need returning. They have fleed From the hearts of me and you We need to really undo All the damage we have caused With our mean and hateful flaws ...

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