Where Poems - Poems about Where

I wander through the labyrinth of silence where echoes of lost desires intertwine, Searching for meaning in the abyss of thoughts that slip like sand through fingers, A senseless man, carried by the winds of time, caught in the webs of endless questions, With a heart like a dried-up well seeking its source in a world forgotten by...

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Where the heat meets the flame I don't care for love... don't care for much, You've taken away everything... with your filthy touch I don't feel your pain... though blood pours like rain I'll meet you there... where the heat meets the flame These chains hold me down... Bind me in place This evil haunts me in my dreams, with his stone cold face Don't ever let...

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Inspiration for this poem is Ruby Tuesday by The Stones 22/6/25 1392 ___________________________________________________________ ...

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Thank the Lord..' Katters on the job.' Father of the house.. And solar housing systems..This legend is worth every bob' A straight talking hero.' Who has his country at heart.' Who will stand; with with his no-nonsense manner.' It's time; and well past..Get to the line, be ready to start.!...

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In the silent dance of time, where seconds fade like grains of sand, We will find ourselves on a train platform, where trains carry unfulfilled dreams, Or perhaps in a park, where pathways shelter steps of longing and hope, Under the watchful eyes of pigeons gathering like thoughts on the still-wet bench. Under cold raindrops falling like blessings from...

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In the realm where desire and love meet, Paths open, intertwining into endless labyrinths, Each trail bearing the burden of dreams and untamed longings, For love may begin as a gentle whisper of a spring, While desire, like a storm, rushes in with force, Both dreaming of the same destination, but on turbulent roads. Just as adventures are written from unknown...

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In a room with four walls, where light dies like a trapped butterfly, stands a mirror, a glass doll, with silver lashes that lie beautifully, it whispers to me that I am enough, that my shadow dances, that I am not lost, with sweet words, poisoned honey, telling me I have purpose, that I'm not behind, that the world...

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In a world of illusions, where great and small liars play chess with destinies, Curtains of smoke dance on the stage of time, hiding unwritten truths, On a black canvas, they paint empty words, with brushes of dirty silver, And in deep pockets they gather shattered dreams, like stones from a silent river. Under the mask of saviors, they...

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I stepped into a world unknown, Where seeds of silence had been sown. New faces turned but did not speak— A quiet strength for hearts to seek. She watched me with a steady gaze, As if to read through subtle haze. No words were said, yet much was told, Through eyes that searched, serene and bold. Her glance, a question held in time, A...

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In a room with heavy curtains, where shadows dance on walls like forgotten memories, It's not just about touches, nor bodies pressed together or rumpled sheets, It's about how you undressed me of layers of silence and fears with your hands like a gentle wind, In the bed that seemed a secret island, you taught me to be...

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I see many seeking.' Life eternal, love everlasting' reading Watching.' Desiring divine..Finding lifes ending observing it. Yet start new.' in many different life forms; that hold no former awarness peculier to who.? So I leave my ponder.' And realise to await in faith..' For true capture of life is Beyond here.. Its in Gods dimension ( and comes neither...

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Why am I here and not there I so yearned to be there, not here A tiny voice leaned into my ear ~ You and I are...

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Date: June 17, 2025 I wandered through a bleeding dusk, the wind forgot my name. A rose was growing from the dust— I reached, and it became the fog that hums like swallowed screams. My lungs forget to breathe. I taste old blood beneath my tongue. Each petal cuts me in my sleep— what did I dare believe? Each step I took was stitched with...

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"Sometimes the softest dreams unravel into ash." My mind walks landscapes made of ash, where stars collapse in whimsy’s flash. I reach for light, but it turns to dust— a mirror cracking from broken trust. A hallucination holds my hand and leads me through this haunted land. Here, love once bloomed in endless spring, now silence grows in everything. The bones of joy...

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Politics & Religion boneyard of existence Power & Corruption misleading in kind Promising & Deceiving legislation and dogma Politics & Religion deathtrap — for mankind (The New Room: June, 2025) ...

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