Poems About Dawn Published by Members Recently Online
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Damon
Damon
Poem Published
6th Feb 2021 8:16am
6th Feb 2021 8:16am
Pawns After Dawn
Flames get sparked as we walk through our darkest of times
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#sun
#dawn
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6 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
6th Feb 2021 8:16am
6th Feb 2021 8:16am
Pawns After Dawn
Flames get sparked as we walk through our darkest of times
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#sun
#dawn
399 reads
6 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
Awakening Images
SHOOT!
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
#happiness
#romantic
#beauty
#funny
#dawn
236 reads
0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
Awakening Images
SHOOT!
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
#happiness
#romantic
#beauty
#funny
#dawn
236 reads
0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
Awakening Images
SHOOT!
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
#happiness
#romantic
#beauty
#funny
#dawn
236 reads
0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
Awakening Images
SHOOT!
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
#happiness
#romantic
#beauty
#funny
#dawn
236 reads
0 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
30th Apr 2022 6:04am
Awakening Images
SHOOT!
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
didn’t hear
my alarm go off
It’s sound is hard to miss
like a Vespa commercial
from the nineteen fifties
drop-dead gorgeous,
ruby-lips topped
by black, cateye
Ray-Bans
accentuate porcelain skin
mediterranean goddess
raven hair poney-tail
floats on a breeze
peeking out
from polka-dotted scarf
a fashionista
helmet replacement
red, white striped,
form-fitting v-neck
paired with jet black capris
bent at the knees
astride a baby blue
brand new
motor scooter ...
#happiness
#romantic
#beauty
#funny
#dawn
236 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
final consequence
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
#dawn
#hope
#nightmares
#sleep
#success
70 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
final consequence
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
#dawn
#hope
#nightmares
#sleep
#success
70 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
final consequence
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
#dawn
#hope
#nightmares
#sleep
#success
70 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
final consequence
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
#dawn
#hope
#nightmares
#sleep
#success
70 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
final consequence
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
#dawn
#hope
#nightmares
#sleep
#success
70 reads
0 Comments
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