Substance Poems - Poems about Substance

...Heart Gentle, Eye Mindful On a quest of eternity’s profoundly puzzling silence… Passing uncounted glorious galaxies On a flight finding Discoveries in outer-space’s still exp......Read the rest...

...Soul Eater The concept of the soul was intangible and distant. Faith and belief all that gave it substance, weak and watery as it was. Until that wretched day… I hurt, I ached, ......Read the rest...

...Sebaceous glands connected to follicles secrete an oily substance called sebum With a title deeply rooted in subject matter iterated above invariably makes for hair raising poem, though I immed......Read the rest...

...You come to me, palpable, The way a candle flickers When the air is stirred, A vague mirage, a sense Of metaphysical existence But here, nevertheless, A wondering sensation one never forgets ......Read the rest...

...The reality I have gave for space For the reality of the presence of being. By the formation of the substance and elements. Those who are not in space;sand,stone parts,duststones. Stones inte......Read the rest...

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

...Love is all that remains within me, A lonely torch burning in the crypt of oblivion, A heart mocking the times, a soul at war with silences, Lost in a canvas of shattered illusions, Poor love, yo......Read the rest...

...If a year ago someone told me that the American youth will burst on history's stage with unbounded courage, and lift their heart to a new great awakening, I'd say "sweet dreams." But, oh my god,......Read the rest...

...Black Planet and Representatives I will create the planet and representatives of our story. The planet must be protection function outside the power of the soul. Because world managers will be p......Read the rest...

...Listless on plate waited the farewell cake, So did most colleagues— eagerly to leave, ‘Pon vouching polite words, bulk of them fake, I still recall that routine tedious eve, When companies to ......Read the rest...

...Materialism We can get colors by working with one color. To open its tones by processing it as much as we can. Studying the plastic structure of matter. Processing of a thin and long substance ......Read the rest...

...I speak my thoughts...you do not hear. I reach to touch...you are not near. I matter not to you, nor to any other. I am invisible...you do not see me. I have no face; I have no substance. I try to......Read the rest...

...I envy the poets The ones who can disentangle the threads of their thoughts And smoothen them out on paper Each word, each letter, each curve of their quill laden with meaning, passion and ......Read the rest...

...FIRE! UPDATED 1998 IN 2021 BY COVERUPS PAYOFFS GARGANO FAKED HIS OWN DEATH MEMORIAL DAY 1999 THE CAR BOMB THAT ENDED MY LIFE AT LEAST AS I'VE KNOWN IT ON THIS DAY THE SKY WAS SO BLUE RIDING ALONG C......Read the rest...

..."Lee, you awake?" Yeah, sorry. "Where were you?" Nowhere, my call? Fold. Looking around the table, I couldn't have drifted that long, Wouldn't have known from the stares, whatever the faces. The......Read the rest...