Best Cloudiness Poems

Heroes of my age in their morning mourn,
Filled with teardrops of pain and sorrow, 
They'll be now part of the epic history, 
But the cloudiness of who ones's fault still remains a doubt for justice,
When all lies in secrecy,
Can we blame peace and harmony? 
Where...

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The limbs of the tree are now cold and barren
as they reach up into the sky above
searching for what was lost,
as the playful, fallen leaves are now gone,
taken away with the winds of time.

Nothing but a gray cloudiness
overtakes the skies
the warm sunlight disappears
more and more...

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Hollow odes lament where waves crash depthless

Oh! How ocean lacking light spills woe so!

Lackluster grays wail unkempt longingness

Lone stander bleeds the dreams of times ago

  

 O'er the screaming wind, a seagull's bleak cries

weeps of cloudiness usurping the day

Heaven's warmth obscured, and now coldness...

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A sweet madam of fair 
sits full of beauty and womanhood as 
her husband plays a sweet melody full 
of harmonious devotion…

Though, I am not devoted to him anymore. I can barely hear his soft tunes, for I am engulfed inside the mind of another...

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Feeling of spring,
Soul in harmony  
Cloudiness behind me 
Blue sky my destiny;
 
Heart of Roses,
Grace adding melodies
Deep silence leaving me
Soft songs my symphony;
 
Whisper of Love,
Smiles from Eternity 
Happiness reaching me 
Beauty and Serenity....

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I DO BELIEVE IN SOD

From the days of yore
When Jesus strolled along the shore
And spoke words of harmony and peace
He was dressed in flannel or fleece

It mattered not what garment He chose
All his groupies swore that only Jesus knows
And  I don’t disagree but while...

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When both my feet don’t touch the ground
Lightheadedness proves overwhelming
Turbulent thoughts going while coming
They swirl about me round and round

Cloaked in black a moonless night
The howling dreadful spiteful wind prevails
Spellbound drags me over hills and vales
Like a ragdoll in the midst of a bullfight

Trails of...

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emerges from burrow
sunrays fade through graying clouds 
early spring crocus



2/1/2022



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I tried.
Truly I did in both laughter and the tears
 but looking back at all the lost years
 the images are vague and unclear;
 so easy to forget the joy and happiness
 when there is too much regret in the cloudiness.
Taking hold of every memory...

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Love is prominent but lies are still troubling the arch in my back is still aching  thru my core/ To calm to peaceful Today not enough appreciation from you
You make me feel less important.
 How many more audition do I need to perform for...

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Fool's Gold
Show up in my life
So beautiful, wholesome
Like a angelic magician
Turned my cloudiness to lightness

Set my psyche to tenfold
Shaped me to feel unbroken
Cherished my flaws in all
Vertiginous by your tenderness
Sent my guard out the window  

Sunlight turned into murkiness
Phosphorescent rotate to duskiness
Laughter looped to...

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I stood from the foot sole of your eyes
And gleamed in secretly.
Your maned hair moves in the painted breeze:
Quietly, quietly, I hear you scream through your smile.

My eyes shadows your tumult.
The river behind you collects your tears
And down they stamp in your cloudiness.
In your eyes...

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Here I lost in a midst Of darkest sky;
          the plane I rested therein carry
      me into the dark cloudiness, where
          ...

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As I stood before the porcelaneous basin,
And streamed into its already uric and xanthous-stained depths,
A stain, a sight and a liquid yet yellower and more urinary;
And as cloudiness, not of mind, but of that which is uric attended the 
Deposition, a thought occurred unto me,...

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The sweet bliss of silence.
As loud as white noise.
A crowd of imaginative beings bless me with their presence.
When I need company, they never fail to show.
When everyone else fled the scene.
They never chose to go.
I prefer emptiness because I've grown accustomed.
The same way that the...

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