Transformation Poems
My Love Is To Kill
by Ilya Fkari
I love…
I love to live, and I love to kill.
My nature is to steal the essence of the will.
To see you fade into the picture,
to have you captured in the frame.
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Wilted Sunflower
by Prachi Sheoran
On the verge of death, a mighty star,
Conceived a delicate flower.
Dainty, pure, and bright,
Her soul alit by the last light.
Left in a field both radiant and vile,
She bloomed eternal but servile.
A little droopy, a little broke, and plenty shunned,
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A Miracle; Not A Mirage
by Fidelis Peter Olowu
It is not who you are
Neither does it exist in you
It's just a fabricated ideology
By the world around you
Extracted from unverified information
They have about you
Or probably what they picked up
From a mistake you made.
The mess they think you are
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events
by Jupiters Angel
So who turns the world around
no matter who shapes your ground
only small voices able to make sound.
When something negative occurs in the material world
it's usually a positive in the emotional spirit world.
These are pointers, compass turned,
a fraction time burned.
Don't push time.
Let the new winds sail you to new calmer, cleared oceans.
Accept the new plan, don't show your face to the old world
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When the Sky Learned My Argument
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
It began without ceremony—
no warning worthy of memory,
no dramatic tightening of the horizon
like a curtain being drawn by intent.
Only a shift in the air,
subtle as a thought
changing its mind mid-sentence.
I was already unsettled that day,
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The Calendar That Learned Our Names
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
There was a spring when we mistook beginnings
for permanence.
The world, newly rehearsed in green,
seemed to agree with us—
as if leaves were promises
and every birdcall a signature
on something neither of us had read closely enough.
We spoke lightly then,
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When the Sky Learned My Argument
by Oscar Auliq-Ice
It began without ceremony—
no warning worthy of memory,
no dramatic tightening of the horizon
like a curtain being drawn by intent.
Only a shift in the air,
subtle as a thought
changing its mind mid-sentence.
I was already unsettled that day,
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A Miracle; Not A Mirage
by Fidelis Peter Olowu
It is not who you are
Neither does it exist in you
It's just a fabricated ideology
By the world around you
Extracted from unverified information
They have about you
Or probably what they picked up
From a mistake you made.
The mess they think you are
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Oh To Love you, More and More
by Christen Kuikoua
Hear me, O Lord,
Incline Your ear to the voice of one who loves You.
I come not as a merchant seeking gifts,
But as a bride longing for the face of her Beloved.
I stand before You, naked of excuse and full of need,
For You alone can satisfy the request of my soul.
If I have found favor in Your sight,
Grant me this one thing:
Teach me to love You.
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Transformation
by Mario Odekerken
A crack
becomes a path.
What breaks
does not vanish,
it changes shape,
learns
to move differently
through the world.
