Poems About Water Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about water published by members recently online.
Oxygen
Will your last breath be an exhale that just continues on until all air is gone?
Can it be anything else?
No more inhales.
No more anything.
No more you.
You never existed in the first place.
You were just an imagining in consciousness.
Things only touched a convention , never you.
You can't be touched physically.
Because you don't exist physically.
You're just attached to something created by contact with something else.
...
Can it be anything else?
No more inhales.
No more anything.
No more you.
You never existed in the first place.
You were just an imagining in consciousness.
Things only touched a convention , never you.
You can't be touched physically.
Because you don't exist physically.
You're just attached to something created by contact with something else.
...
#earth
#fire
#water
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Oxygen
Will your last breath be an exhale that just continues on until all air is gone?
Can it be anything else?
No more inhales.
No more anything.
No more you.
You never existed in the first place.
You were just an imagining in consciousness.
Things only touched a convention , never you.
You can't be touched physically.
Because you don't exist physically.
You're just attached to something created by contact with something else.
...
Can it be anything else?
No more inhales.
No more anything.
No more you.
You never existed in the first place.
You were just an imagining in consciousness.
Things only touched a convention , never you.
You can't be touched physically.
Because you don't exist physically.
You're just attached to something created by contact with something else.
...
#earth
#fire
#water
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The Book of Things
They say to me in their awakening,
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
#sea
#water
#ShortStory
#learning
#wisdom
563 reads
2 Comments
The Book of Things
They say to me in their awakening,
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
#sea
#water
#ShortStory
#learning
#wisdom
563 reads
2 Comments
The Book of Things
They say to me in their awakening,
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
#sea
#water
#ShortStory
#learning
#wisdom
563 reads
2 Comments
The Book of Things
They say to me in their awakening,
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
#sea
#water
#ShortStory
#learning
#wisdom
563 reads
2 Comments
The Book of Things
They say to me in their awakening,
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
"You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea."
And in my dream I say to them,
"I am the infinite sea, and all the worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore."
Kahlil Gibran
***
He had dreamed a dream and awoke to the feel of it as real. He lay in stillness with the thought until he could remember every part and then he arose and wrote it down. He kept a book of dreams though these he never showed but only kept and read, and perhaps in the margin later...
#sea
#water
#ShortStory
#learning
#wisdom
563 reads
2 Comments
My Path to the eighth house
When the lights are dimmed, your vanity and worth the earth consumes, a reckoning preordained I face, but find solace with a sense of grace. Meditate beyond the grave, fly on more than dreams, hold the vision my forthcoming future holds a sheen. A house that is a TARDIS hidden, and deaths dark maze has not forbidden. A promised golden Narnia awaits, as I dissolve, and earthly bonds all dissipate
The treasured strands of memories are holding fast the anchors leash
Faith to hold not to relapse for deaths it's freedoms grim impact, that house awaits, the afterlife at No 8. But Holy...
The treasured strands of memories are holding fast the anchors leash
Faith to hold not to relapse for deaths it's freedoms grim impact, that house awaits, the afterlife at No 8. But Holy...
#earth
#fire
#water
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2 Comments
My Path to the eighth house
When the lights are dimmed, your vanity and worth the earth consumes, a reckoning preordained I face, but find solace with a sense of grace. Meditate beyond the grave, fly on more than dreams, hold the vision my forthcoming future holds a sheen. A house that is a TARDIS hidden, and deaths dark maze has not forbidden. A promised golden Narnia awaits, as I dissolve, and earthly bonds all dissipate
The treasured strands of memories are holding fast the anchors leash
Faith to hold not to relapse for deaths it's freedoms grim impact, that house awaits, the afterlife at No 8. But Holy...
The treasured strands of memories are holding fast the anchors leash
Faith to hold not to relapse for deaths it's freedoms grim impact, that house awaits, the afterlife at No 8. But Holy...
#earth
#fire
#water
152 reads
2 Comments
My Path to the eighth house
When the lights are dimmed, your vanity and worth the earth consumes, a reckoning preordained I face, but find solace with a sense of grace. Meditate beyond the grave, fly on more than dreams, hold the vision my forthcoming future holds a sheen. A house that is a TARDIS hidden, and deaths dark maze has not forbidden. A promised golden Narnia awaits, as I dissolve, and earthly bonds all dissipate
The treasured strands of memories are holding fast the anchors leash
Faith to hold not to relapse for deaths it's freedoms grim impact, that house awaits, the afterlife at No 8. But Holy...
The treasured strands of memories are holding fast the anchors leash
Faith to hold not to relapse for deaths it's freedoms grim impact, that house awaits, the afterlife at No 8. But Holy...
#earth
#fire
#water
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2 Comments
She At The Abyss
t'was those restless nights..
you remember yes?
remember the silent howling
...that hawkish moon
the tossing..turning
the inner chambers churning..
in sweaty trepidation of
the visitors
...
your panorama of parasites..
here to commune with the dwarfish
incubus clawing beneath
your agitated flesh
...
come my darkened lover..
never mind them
allow me to secret you away
submerge...
you remember yes?
remember the silent howling
...that hawkish moon
the tossing..turning
the inner chambers churning..
in sweaty trepidation of
the visitors
...
your panorama of parasites..
here to commune with the dwarfish
incubus clawing beneath
your agitated flesh
...
come my darkened lover..
never mind them
allow me to secret you away
submerge...
#dark
#dreams
#water
#ShortStory
#mermaids
423 reads
3 Comments
She At The Abyss
t'was those restless nights..
you remember yes?
remember the silent howling
...that hawkish moon
the tossing..turning
the inner chambers churning..
in sweaty trepidation of
the visitors
...
your panorama of parasites..
here to commune with the dwarfish
incubus clawing beneath
your agitated flesh
...
come my darkened lover..
never mind them
allow me to secret you away
submerge...
you remember yes?
remember the silent howling
...that hawkish moon
the tossing..turning
the inner chambers churning..
in sweaty trepidation of
the visitors
...
your panorama of parasites..
here to commune with the dwarfish
incubus clawing beneath
your agitated flesh
...
come my darkened lover..
never mind them
allow me to secret you away
submerge...
#dark
#dreams
#water
#ShortStory
#mermaids
423 reads
3 Comments
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