Best Cloak Poems

It's like a black cloak around our world bringing misery and death
Virologists are saying " you ain't seen nothing yet" 
If only our leaders would look back, at how these viruses thrive 
They'd have got answers in history books and many would still be alive....

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The heart pulsates with times I remember
So pained to my soul you have become
My eyes see cold ashes without ember
As tomorrow fades from view, I succumb
Buried lonely inside, where silent tears flow
Love seems fleeting, carried by a sad wind
While it glides beyond farthest reach I...

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Sonnet Doubles:

First sonnet

Let Truth Burn Away Your Deceptive Cloak

Let truth burn away your deceptive cloak
lower vanity's shield, go have a smoke,
even if, a diamond, in love's gold crown
life shows greater rise, after falling down!

In vanity's false, self-proclaimed state
live many victims of their own dark hate,
darkness,...

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Who actually put you in charge
Of telling others what they should do
In your passive aggressive manner
When others don’t share your view

It’s all light hearted fun you profess
Though that is not the case
It’s about you feeling superior 
Putting others in their place

You speak about anti bullying
Which...

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When you fall into slumber on the pavement
Or 
When you wake up at another's

Prevent me from suffocating
In the heat of delight
Delight cant be real
when your behind it all
Because its you behind it all

Or slip into the light
fish me some rainbows
That fade when you bring it...

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Manannan’s cloak
Protecting us with his magical mist
Draped around our beautiful Island

19th March 2015

*Manannan's cloak is a mythical shroud of mist that Manannan would throw over the island to shroud us from our enemies in times of trouble...

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Loneliness is the cloak worn on the door
by the wooden porch steps
that hang like shadows from the house that cried
paint flakes drip from the sill of a shattered window
    like falling tears
that come from the weathered whispers of emptiness
which has torn its...

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A wizened boy who lived at seventy-two Oak
Relaxed in his tub with a lemon salt soak
Ate a curly pretzel, downed a harsh throat coke
An honest child who sprang from truthful folk

Dressed himself in a red and yellow super hero cloak
Flew around New York City watching...

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As Deep Darkness Its Rabid Cloak Around Me Spread


As deep darkness its rabid cloak around me spread
Dark shadows raced to their images thus display
They that were so bleach white, those old skeletal dead
Thought to play with me and have their damnable way
Yet, my father had...

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The Cloak

The cloak of darkness gathers ancient woes
from yesterdays, unveiling broken dreams.
Reality now threadbare, heaven knows
each day a silhouette with altered seams.
Emotion’s ragged pockets lost in years,
a masquerade of changes, pain’s design
with patches intertwined amongst the fears
of voyage weaving shadows unbenign.
Though darkened, tattered edges filled...

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Walking on the moonlit path of the strand,
My footsteps found their way upon the sand
While contemplating the note you left for me
I heard the sea calling, "Come to me.
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she wore that same faded yellow
the cloak of October I called it
of the dying and the fading away

cheeks like willow trees, hollow
jagged gasps, cutting
the warmth of memory

eyes holding the blankness
of infertility
as if life had fallen into dormancy
beyond conception

she would lift bony hands
trying to capture the...

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Man

Mask Motives

Under The Cloak.

Frightening Ability To Conceal

As The Pharisees did !


chipepo lwele...

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The singer sang from beyond the grave,*
Or in his grave, to be true.
His voice reached up to the architrave
And vibrated in every pew.

The vicar called on the choir to sing
As loud as loud they could.
But the voice had an even louder ring
Sending quivers down the...

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I cloak my sadness very well;
It's rather like a quilt--
The material? I'm not quite sure,
But I think it's stitched of guilt.
And it keeps me warm in summer;
While in winter I am cool--
Seems I cloak my sadness very well,
Just as any lonely fool.

~M...

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