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Tag Archives: poem
Fields of Gold ~ Jordan #writephoto
I spoke a call to Easter rather shouted a prayer felt caught in a Lion’s den death near my door, scythe in hand of all things alone in despair robbed of all equity and care my voice travelled beyond the … Continue reading
Summit ~ Balroop Singh #writephoto
Fear watched in awe Mist of doubt dissipated As he climbed up dauntless Talking only to his mettle Friendly talk fell apart At the speed he sustained Daggers drawn at everyone Knocking rivals down Climbing upon carcasses Swinging on subterfuge … Continue reading
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Tagged alone, arrogance, determination, Life, loneliness, poem, self-importance, selfishness, success
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Wishes ~ Balroop Singh #writephoto
Wishes waft warily Warbling with the wind Some are eager to soar Others lurk by the door Some gleam like dewdrops Others bury themselves in sand Some embrace and enamor Others yearn to taste glamor Continue reading at Emotional Shadows
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Tagged aspirations, desires, growth, hope, learning, Life, lifelessons, poem, wishes
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Wishes ~ Lady Lee #writephoto
Stars in the sky gather them all Make a wish and have a ball Knight comes at nightfall Love enthral Wish A cold evening I put on my shawl I knew he’d come, his name’s Paul Knight comes at nightfall … Continue reading
No turning back ~ Balroop Singh #writephoto
Reblogged from Emotional Shadows: Desolate path Unknown crossing Yet she moved alone Abandoning All that was hers Long wishful way Full of flowers The only motivation. Continue reading at Emotional Shadows
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Tagged crossing, detachment, determination, hope, inspiration, Life, new beginnings, new pathways, poem
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The Gentle Wave ~ Em #writephoto
Gazing at the deep blue, Marveling at its wonder. All the highs and lows, Making her ponder. Memories flashing in front Of her deep blue eyes. Thinking about beginnings, And sad goodbyes. Continue reading at Em’s World
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Tagged Life, ocean, poem, Poetry, SAD, space, thoughts, wave, writephoto
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Icarus – Museless Thoughts #writephoto
Note: This poem was originally published as a part of my 10/10-collection. Read it here. Icarus These wings, they are mine. They make me, me, they break me free. Continue reading at Museless Thoughts
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Tagged art, comedy, funny, inspiration, poem, poems, prompt, writephoto, writing
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Grounded in Love – Ken Gierke #writephoto
No bolt from above, nor radiance heralding a new day dawning. A state imbued with a warmth cherished, once found. You and I, in sunrise and sunset. Grounded in love. Reblogged from rivrvlogr
Conflagration – Em #writephoto
She sat, perplexed, confused, Mostly angry at herself. Burdened by demonic hindsight, Torn apart by regret. Staring at the dying sun, The last embers of the day. Continue reading at Em’s World
