Lifes journey Poems
Fragments
by Phillip Priest
As we were walking
the wild boy of the wind
pushed past us
kicked up some dust
then collapsed in a nearby field.
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A Poet - 08
by Subhas Chandra Chakra
The other day I met-
A sad looking poet
Walking swift, very fast
Along the railway track.
I just moved ahead,
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First breath
by Jupiters Angel
What shall I do with my time on this earth.
Given a long daunting path, not knowing
What history gave me at birth.
Will the road be paved by words.
Or will the woods and trees make cover for swords.
Will my breath be routed in my heart,
To speak a language only explained in art.
How do I know if the tune is fake,
Which arrow will pierce the truth,
and who points out what's at stake.
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A Poem - 01
by Subhas Chandra Chakra
To write a poem
Is a task-
Not so easy as making a cup of tea
Nor so difficult as breaking a fence
To set a prisoner free.
But it is as good as breaking a way
Into the most mysterious cave
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Endless Doorways
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Life's golden hours take one through so many,
Our footsteps echoing through time's hallways.
Peach dawn through sunset, legs running plenty,
Like brilliant seasons searching for always!
In and out of each other's lives we turn,
Touched with puzzlement by each mystery,
And with our heart's passions slowly we burn,
'Til glowing sunset years' tinged memory!
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First breath
by Jupiters Angel
What shall I do with my time on this earth.
Given a long daunting path, not knowing
What history gave me at birth.
Will the road be paved by words.
Or will the woods and trees make cover for swords.
Will my breath be routed in my heart,
To speak a language only explained in art.
How do I know if the tune is fake,
Which arrow will pierce the truth,
and who points out what's at stake.
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A life to pass
by Jupiters Angel
I have traveled so far
See and felt so spar.
Through the invisible map
rode the horses of the land
no time to lend a hand.
It seemed so fast
clearly not to last.
A divertion of a thought
premeditated or fought.
Most times a spectator
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A Poet - 08
by Subhas Chandra Chakra
The other day I met-
A sad looking poet
Walking swift, very fast
Along the railway track.
I just moved ahead,
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A Poet - 06
by Subhas Chandra Chakra
A poet is but
A God in disguise,
Who creates -
Worlds new and alive
Without borders,
States alien and neighbouring
Without wars,
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A Poet - 05
by Subhas Chandra Chakra
A poet
Is someone who
Lives in the mortal world
But loves the immortals,
A poet
Is someone who
Lives in whirlpools of Intolerances
But loves to understand,
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Subhas Chandra Chakra (10 poems about Lifes journey)
October 13, 1965. Sainkul, Anandapur, Odisha, India -
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