Compass Poems - Poems about Compass

...Downplayed it's impact in it's infant state Threw more bones of decadence for a better taste Satisfied it's insatiable hunger and thirst Took notice of it's growth, couldn't care less Marveled ......Read the rest...

...Champion of Creative Freedom The mind is a boundless realm, where thoughts take flight, Craves the open sky, bathed in freedom's light. Confine it with rules, a cage for the soul, And stifle......Read the rest...

...Women remind us of our animalistic side, A deep reflex, carved into the layers of our subconscious, A primal call, pulsing through every vein, So hidden, and yet so visible in their eyes. In the ......Read the rest...

...A is for Artists, ageless souls ignite, In Malleshwaram's magic, bathed in golden light. B is for Bard's whispers, stories that unwind, Connecting young and old, a tapestry we find. C is for C......Read the rest...

...We are here on this very tentative and frightening occasion to commiserate and forget, celebrate and remember but, most of all, to chose that path which will lead us to the rest of our lives. It seem......Read the rest...

...If we crammed their heads with facts and dates, Ignoring sparks and curious states, Would learning ever truly take root? Children, not clay, for us to sculpt and boot. Tolerance, not rote, a le......Read the rest...

..."I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22 The compass whirrs. North toward rock, south toward sand. East toward ice, and west toward river. Like a game of spin the bottl......Read the rest...

...Lightly, almost imperceptibly, dusk quiets and stills the day. The brightness and youth of morning vibrates with exciting expectations of unknown adventures waiting to be discovered, a reach......Read the rest...

...There was once a nation Bound by dreams and unity Every soul proud and free A land of hope and harmony. Then a shadow crept unseen A poison to the nation's dream Leaders, once so bright and t......Read the rest...

...Cool walks nowhere it shouldn’t be, Movement to there, and back over, where else, Cool does not need to take the bull by the horns, Cool convinces the massive beast the best direction. Cool gi......Read the rest...

...Am I fitful, fluctuating, fluid? thin compass waver as I jubilantly weave lilac tree vignettes that weep or chortle, rainbow figment curtain rashly wished upon in grain smudge zephyr garne......Read the rest...

... I'm tired, but tears still do not flow. Craving to sleep forever, but afraid of nightmares, I remain 'opened eyed.' I can't believe I thought that I had to always be strong, so I became a......Read the rest...

...Leave all your sadness on my doorstep, To sit with me, weary as a shadow, When you stealthily slip in your dear memory in the night, And let my tears collect, pearls on the damp face of time. Let......Read the rest...

...It wasn't the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could live with, A canvas woven from moonbeams and delicate shadows on the water's face. They were seeking a tale in which to slumber, beside a......Read the rest...

...The poor, as though dogs abandoned by masters, suffered pain. Hungry, thirsty, and sickly, they existed like rats in drought The cognitive compass gone, they felt a drain on their brain. You're bl......Read the rest...