Best Ash Grey Poems

Ash - grey chemised
she shifts her shape
as silver flakes float coat
stripped naked places, 
sheath curves and angled spaces
Angry glitter tingle stings
thick earth skin with prickly...

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I'm a sinister shell, 
lost in bygone 
deepwaters of
gravity-less 
cerulean tears, 
that saturate 
molten sundrops, 
falling from 
zinc-plated skies, 
as heliophilic snow,
melts frosted 
memories in...

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     " In titanium haze of love,
             truth is...

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“Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 
The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable 
may not balk the...

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Don’t mind your habits, but they’ve made your mind.
Round the next corner, things will get better.
Until that one fell day when you do find
The credit’s...

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Lush greenery
Majestic scenery
Coconut trees wave in a track
Puff of clouds wave back

Droplets of rains
Fall again & again
Splash soggy ground
Bringing greenery all around

Village path air is...

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Sometimes when the night
crawls upon me
I go out
to look at the people
who's faces have
slipped out
of their contours
slid down
to rest
on collars
features
dripping down
on the
ash grey asphalt
and
under lonely...

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The dark merlot stains my lips blood-red
Casting me in a vampire light
The bottle sits half empty by my elbow
As silent and motionless as I
We keep...

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Wherest the sunshine my dearest love?
Behind the hills yon, darkening skies above.
Wherest art thou dearest sweet friend?
Swept into the nights darkest end?
Whither thou goest, I...

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That night amidst cries, clamours, din, 
When coffin scandal headlines claimed, 
We shuddered— such was stench of sin, 
Those in snow felt ash grey, ashamed,...

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Not a single tear was shed by you
when our relationship died
Instead, you put the first nail in the coffin

Yes, it was formaldehyde you ...
whose morgue...

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Blurry reveries consistent to the end
in life’s limbo, the forest of deep secrets and sacred illusions
the surging existence that ignites words into creation
come
follow me
take my...

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Cattle-cars filled with Jews,
Hot guitars wailing blues,
Pulsars beaming in the night,
Thoughts of wrong, desire for right,
Cigarette ash- grey and rigid,
German soldier, Russian front frigid,
Masonic poetic...

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The Brown Grizzly Bear is so called, 
not for its grizzled hair, grey-tipped
but because it is truly grisly, horrible!
(Ursus arctos horribilis)
This brown bear is gruesome...

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Down in the dumps today 
Children work not play 
The flies have swarmed 
A stench has formed 
Seagulls cry all day. 

Down in the dumps...

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