Tendrils Poems - Poems about Tendrils

Shadows linger like tendrils in my mind Nobody escapes the fingers of death Rooted in your soul, planted in your being Seeing is not always believing, it's deceiving Captured like a picture, photo of the truth Manipulated into reality that lies the proof The entity behind the scenes, conspiring Life lived unowned, the robot is tiring Shadows never shade, shadows of...

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I fall into darkness, This reveals my weakness. A door opens within me, And I encounter a turbulent sea. I’m alone in my room, There’s a pervasive gloom. A displeasure of the heart, An ominous start. I tell them not to come close, For they might...

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I have always envisioned hope as feathers, thanks to a favorite poet, but as time goes on and life flies by I realize that for me, hope has tendrils As layers of life accumulate, tendrils of hope climb and grow when a layer of pain develops a tendril will sprout When a loved one spirals and scars accumulate, a tendril appears and will reach for the...

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The tender tendrils spiralling in growth round the stake The grapevine so weak in structure Yet the fruit juices makes the weakest of men the most valiant in spirit Choice of vines adorning the Kings table Dinner and dinners are graced by their ...

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Curling around the house, the breeze was unfurling, moving dead leaves in its twirling fingers, apparently satisfied with whirling The dance lured the lovers to come out and romance under the willow's shadowed trance, soft whispers of the breeze inspired their love's warm glance Showers gently fall on them, even as flowers bloom open with piquant powers, they laugh and enjoy love's passionate few sweet hours The soft zephyr played with trees in the woods and croft, with...

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that snake by half dipped clouds where cold holds its stance to feel winds tasting treats In blue black hues oil slick caught swirls those ashen veins that hide between her slipping glance and dainty stars clamour for her might...

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~~~~Tendrils~~~~ As the plush, white flowering bushes grow, I feel your arms, like the tendrils, they, crawling stealthily  All over my awaiting body. Overcome, with the scent of you, pressing,oh so gently and yet, I choose your intoxicating self...... Like the soft flowers of of Spring's white flowers, Their morning dew of eternal you,blesses my chest! Panagiota Romios 4/15/2019...

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Bubbling up the tendrils of the inflamable cups Filled to the brim with the dense brown odour Of the maddeningly reddening valentine tulips Surrender your sonnet to the unbending burglar Romantic Charm in four lines - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Silent One...

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Angelic Tendrils by Darren White and Jason Williams (bothboos) Temporarily posted on my acount, so I can add audio to it as well as a picture, as soon as our collaboration account is premium, I'll remove it here Voice: Jason Williams *** Angelic tendrils cascade over his twinkling eyes His lightning green reflect my amazement He catches my gaze...

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Angelic Tendrils by Darren White and Jason Williams (bothboos) Angelic tendrils cascade over his twinkling eyes His lightning green reflect my amazement He catches my gaze and mimics my wonder Twinkling resonating in my inner being Angelic tendrils dancing with his laughter Tight curls, like ribbons on a gift just for me The sharpness of his eyes and the curve of his smile Such...

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Can you recall seeing me, on a country walk perhaps, winding my tendrils tenderly on a fence? I am very tall and grow wild, ...

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The surf rattled its applause on a stony shore White gulls swirled high over a black stone tower The clouds ripped across the sky, the wind sang its song Before the morning hour, a woman walked alone The cold wind blew around her hair, five tendrils of blackest deed She walked towards a distant shore, her darkness will be free My child she cried, is here today, we...

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My poems are like creeping vines that I have planted well, I tend them in my garden of evergreen poetry to be strong; They are waiting quietly to release their swirling spiral tendrils, Tendrils that will adhere and entwine and entangle you in my words. You have whispered to me a challenge and I quiver with joy, My need to...

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Refusing to succumb, to the alluring haze of self-pity, I refuse to wallow, in an ocean of regret, I choose to banish thoughts of despair, dispelling pain, while tempting joy to emerge from its shielded lair. I shall sow the seeds of promise, nourishing well, the tendrils of hope, breathing new life into my nights, my days. I must stand, I will rise, I have...

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A man I met once said to me, “Love does not fall down from the trees” A common expression from these parts When you search with your mind, and not with your heart. Love should be sought with the inner soul Not as frost bitten leaves, withered up with cold Neither rotten fruit, cruelly stabbed by blight Nor nuts that have ripened,...

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