Faded Poems - Poems about Faded

... Tucked away right at the back of my husband’s bedside cabinet lies a brown leather wallet The money is long gone but to him it contains something far more precious ... My bus......Read the rest...

...Yesterday's hopes faded away, but memories are here to stay. Although love holds no guarantee, I'm asking you to trust in me. Clinging to unreconciled fears, you accuse fate of bringin......Read the rest...

...I stand with a treasure map, no X to mark the spot. A scattering of clues, roadmaps of endless dots. Your name is on an envelope, surely that’s proof enough? But it’s faded, invisible ink, a......Read the rest...

...LOVE IS DEAD ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heart's garden, once bloomed love's sweet delight, Now lies in shadows, hidden from our sight. Whispers of promises, now faded and frayed, The echo of laughter, in s......Read the rest...

... A Cold Wind there’s a cold wind blowing just outside my door and a heavy rain is falling where the sky was blue before and I know they’ve come to tell me not to fight it any more and a col......Read the rest...

...In the quiet of the night, she waits alone, Her heart aching, longing for his tone. Beside her lies an empty space, A void she yearns him to embrace. With each passing hour, she feels the sting......Read the rest...

...Politeness, like kindness, may not sell newspapers or win the partisan debate Civility, unlike deviliciousness, will not win the civil war nor leverage the biggest tax rebate But integrit......Read the rest...

...Oh, the 1990's, songs by Seattle grunge, and boy band's romanticism. Daughter was a cheerleader beauty, blonde effervescence. Petite strength, with her smile of enthusiasm, tossed up in adoles......Read the rest...

...Turn up the radio and ... It's the same ol' situation, The same songs, same band That raised my generation That was then, this is now Nothing's changed but my age, And four numbers, somehow......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In a dusty, dark corner of Granddad's old house, sits a tall, wooden worn-out clock. It has seen its share of memories and pain, keeping perfect time with a rh......Read the rest...

...This was then, in an old pile, a letter I found, Among objects, its whisper profound. Faded ink, thoughts enduring, Emotions, love, timeless, all assuring. First love's note, cherished by my w......Read the rest...

... The ancestral savannahs of my people Are still alive in the unseen horizons Our grandparents have told us many Wonderful things about our tribe Before they arrived, we were here On the banks......Read the rest...

...Tears in my eyes, pain in my heart The country my forefathers fought for Lost in the pathetic battle of politics Bloodshed keeps ascending, dirty politicians Forgotten land, hopes, and dreams gr......Read the rest...

...old newspapers, stacked, saved yellow and crumble with age something significant, lost if touched chemical reaction with mere air maybe once it was there for all to see an element of fame, reco......Read the rest...

...Drifting in silence, no haven in sight, Alone in the crowd, under the pale moonlight. Whispers of home, now ghosts in the wind, A solitary journey, with no beginning or end. Love's sweet chorus, ......Read the rest...