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Unmarked Poems - Poems about Unmarked


Unmarked Graves
Arresting the future as well as the past Time the great jailor its prison precast A graveyard of victims in temporal loss Destiny preying —perdition the cost (Dreamsleep: March, 2023)...

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Categories: unmarked, time,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Unmarked Grave
Early morning when light is just so I arise and hasten to sacred place Fleet of foot through field I go In my mind, much-beloved face. Passing forest where delight was found Talking, touching throughout the night Free of guilt we became unbound This passion of ours was perfectly right. Unmarked grave draws me ever near Hallowed spot holds me in sway Here lie...

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Categories: unmarked, desire, lost love, romantic,
Form: Rhyme



Unmarked Grave - Still Alive
Last flickers of a dying flame still burn I strain to see every bitter remembrance     lain before my feet     pain stained mendacious propaganda       blackened and singed upon my soul           words have risen and taken toll     right or not, secrets have been...

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Categories: unmarked, books, silence,
Form: Free verse
Beige Lifestyle
I don’t tend to worry about many things but one thing recently has played on my mind, something I have noticed that age defined the need to wear and fall in love with beige. If you see me wearing all beige then give me a shout, if you see me wearing beige then count me out, shoot me in the head...

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Categories: unmarked, color, grave,
Form: Free verse
An Unmarked Grave
Now let the devious Pheme cast her spell, And let the gods of gossip have their way, Their judgments realign at break of day, At such time you and I emerge from hell. And underworlds will surely do us well, For there lies some truth in what masses say When time has passed and in our rest we lay, Down goes the...

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Categories: unmarked, depression, devotion, for him,
Form: Sonnet



Unmarked By Their Passing
I tell you there’s no ending, no straightening the straights, and the twists and turns of life will remain unending. Where do those paths go, via many trees bowed by breeze, and thorny bushes with fresh and old blood specks to show. Some are freeted by time, just lumbering and slumbering, as stuttering takes them...

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Categories: unmarked, life, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Nothing More Than An Unmarked Grave
What will you do to be remebered; to become important? Cure cancer, save lives, be the next Albert Einstein? When you pass on will others think of you as influential and amazing or unnoticeable and dull? Is it important to be important; do you need to do something great? How do we view influential people, important beings? The scientist who discovered a way...

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Categories: unmarked, identity,
Form: Free verse
Rare Unmarked Beauty Haiku
over the hill i see a beauty not marked by time tis quite the rare find...

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Categories: unmarked, beauty,
Form: Haiku
The Unmarked Grave
The myriads of unmarked graves in the cemetery Presenting miserable image of human heartlessness Uncared and unsung by near, dear all and sundry Forsaken and abandoned, victim of unkindness Which one of them holds my mother’s remains? My angel, my lover, a philosopher, a friend A melancholy child riding rough terrains I for whom her eyes incessantly rained I turned into a...

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Categories: unmarked, death, mother, sad, grave,
Form: Rhyme
Unmarked
To an delightful twilight of conversing, And holding one another firmly to our entice bodies. Looking profound into your exquisite eyes, Noticing the naive of your heart, And the intellectual zeal of your mental conception. You smile so heavenly at me like your, Gazing into the eyes of a companion you request in prayers, And only seen in cinema. You asked my...

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Categories: unmarked, love, sympathy, wife, me,
Form: I do not know?
Unmarked Snow
it is a relationship based on trust / based on I Must Have You _____ Now / somehow / anyhow / need that blend of painguilt & pleasure / by any measure, have to achieve the ____ maximum / (the step before finito) // //where was it that i lost / you, /...

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Categories: unmarked, allegory, angst, introspection, life,
Form: Free verse
The Door Unmarked
STOP. do not attempt to enter my mind, my soul. for inside you will see things you wish not to see. unless you dare to know the real me. step inside. a world of darkness awaits. enterdoor after door of pain, lies, and heartache. see that they lead you ultimately to one door, one cause,...

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Categories: unmarked, love, mystery, sad,
Form: I do not know?

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