Poems About Fate Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about fate published by members recently online.
In a State of Grace
Spin the wheel” the professor brightly said
So I did and went back to nineteen ninety-one
To days of youth and paths I once feared to tread
To a time when passion seemed to weigh a ton
I smiled reliving the moments I once treasured
For the times I sighed and cried with a heavy heart
For the formative years when I felt the pressure
Through a depression I hid while playing the part
But I kept it hidden below the undergrowth
Like secrets in the deepest recesses of the soul
It grew roots to the core and swore an oath ...
So I did and went back to nineteen ninety-one
To days of youth and paths I once feared to tread
To a time when passion seemed to weigh a ton
I smiled reliving the moments I once treasured
For the times I sighed and cried with a heavy heart
For the formative years when I felt the pressure
Through a depression I hid while playing the part
But I kept it hidden below the undergrowth
Like secrets in the deepest recesses of the soul
It grew roots to the core and swore an oath ...
#love
#fate
#music
#luck
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Poetic Addiction
it seems, i desperately write poetry or prose
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
#fate
#nightmares
#dystopian #curse
#dystopian #curse
106 reads
5 Comments
Poetic Addiction
it seems, i desperately write poetry or prose
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
#fate
#nightmares
#dystopian #curse
#dystopian #curse
106 reads
5 Comments
Poetic Addiction
it seems, i desperately write poetry or prose
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
#fate
#nightmares
#dystopian #curse
#dystopian #curse
106 reads
5 Comments
Poetic Addiction
it seems, i desperately write poetry or prose
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
#fate
#nightmares
#dystopian #curse
#dystopian #curse
106 reads
5 Comments
farewell moondancer
Spoken
#wife
#rebirth
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#healing
744 reads
5 Comments
farewell moondancer
Spoken
#wife
#rebirth
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#healing
744 reads
5 Comments
farewell moondancer
Spoken
#wife
#rebirth
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#healing
744 reads
5 Comments
farewell moondancer
Spoken
#wife
#rebirth
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#healing
744 reads
5 Comments
farewell moondancer
Spoken
#wife
#rebirth
#fate
#LifeAsAWriter
#healing
744 reads
5 Comments
Descent
I crossed into transition
And you froze
I fell from no high estate
Into eyes
Certain looks
That lead at last to cleavage
Your capote
Waving red to rage the bull
Then pulled away
Side stepping the charge
In your custom made torero suit
How do you breath
In the clothes you wedge into
Designed and worn with purpose
Yet I'm the the one who's breathless
In Eden once was common tongue
Shared by man...
And you froze
I fell from no high estate
Into eyes
Certain looks
That lead at last to cleavage
Your capote
Waving red to rage the bull
Then pulled away
Side stepping the charge
In your custom made torero suit
How do you breath
In the clothes you wedge into
Designed and worn with purpose
Yet I'm the the one who's breathless
In Eden once was common tongue
Shared by man...
#love
#lust
#fate #passion
#fate #passion
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4 Comments
Descent
I crossed into transition
And you froze
I fell from no high estate
Into eyes
Certain looks
That lead at last to cleavage
Your capote
Waving red to rage the bull
Then pulled away
Side stepping the charge
In your custom made torero suit
How do you breath
In the clothes you wedge into
Designed and worn with purpose
Yet I'm the the one who's breathless
In Eden once was common tongue
Shared by man...
And you froze
I fell from no high estate
Into eyes
Certain looks
That lead at last to cleavage
Your capote
Waving red to rage the bull
Then pulled away
Side stepping the charge
In your custom made torero suit
How do you breath
In the clothes you wedge into
Designed and worn with purpose
Yet I'm the the one who's breathless
In Eden once was common tongue
Shared by man...
#love
#lust
#fate #passion
#fate #passion
492 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Fate Published by Members Recently Online