Best Colder Poems

I feel like my nights is getting colder...
There's a lot of weight on my shoulders....
So much pain that I can't take....
So many smiles that I try to fake...
Living in a world with black walls....
Walk a little then fall in deep holes....
Try to reach high to see the light...
But there's no strength left to fight...
Use a...

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The colder the winter the warmer the spring,
Where from nature’s palette life’s colors are drawn—
Though mute I must be in my heart still I sing,
For the darker the night the brighter the dawn.

The deeper the sorrow the greater the joy,
As shadows and sunlight play alternately—
No doubt or despair can this longing destroy
For my wild swan...

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Oh my dear friend, its time to vent it out. Forget about the control, forget about the petrol , burn yourself up in the luminosity of your novelty. Let your hands freewheel, let them dance on the tunes of your vehemence. Clear your throats and recite that unheard and unsung poem you once wrote in...

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I live in a wooden house
I cannot turn on the fireplace
’cause I may burn the walls
Winter has already come
and the snow covered my garden
and cold froze the neighbor’s water well
I look through the window
and wait for you to come home
I’m so cold and I can’t feel
the blood in my veins
you know, I’m not one
of those...

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We met in early summer
when roses were blooming,
and all we thought of was being 
in love more than any other!   

People look at us and clearly see:
what they had once in their grasp and heartbeats,
but they lost it to uncertainty
without the scented wind's breath on their cheeks!

Don't walk in bright moonlight so sadly,
forgetting...

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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, 

In sullied caskets feeling ill, 
But lay still, stunned, shocked by surprise 
Their valour frost, vain felt their will, 
Frost bitten, battered, somewhat wise, 

Those done to death but not...

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I have just felt
A wind can blow colder
The snow will not melt
Til we will get older

The wind chill factor
Can freeze you quite solid
There will be no reactor
Anyone would be stolid

Was the change of the season
That made the earth change
It can be the only reason
So you can’t think it strange

I froze off my butt
It felt so...

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The touch of a frost bitten hand makes me chill with a flare of passion. 
Death is my only friend and i cling to to this fact the cold over dose makes my body numb.
Warmth is like a blade to my skin it dosen't fit in to my life like most other things
Fire is an...

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I constrict and recoil from the bitterly cold wind
The sun so bright it hurts through the clear sky
Soft melancholy music bounces from the perfect acoustics
And I drink my despair ravenously as I cry
My winter's pain is almost too much today
Profound sadness shoves me violently, 
tearing my old sweater
scuffing my worn shoes
I mutter some passive nonsense...

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The words cut through the air and soon it is over, all over
Her hands slip from his, like one last raindrop sliding off a leaf
The smell of candles waft from behind him, and he turns away as she leaves
The romantic dinner sits on the table, cold, and lonesome with two empty chairs
As he turns back...

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I am awake
                                                    there...

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She is colder than
Most with emotions.
   With her it's  just going
Through the motions.

  Her womanly ways and 
Perfect figure.
  No hesitation when she
Pulls the trigger.

  Her tan skin and
Dark eyes.
  BEWARE! A word
To the wise.

  Her full lips, 
Her long fingernails.
  She is 100% 
Bone-a-fide female.

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Can anything be colder than a day

When clouds of winter make the sun’s embrace

Become a shadow of its former grace

And summer’s verdure gives in to decay;

When snow like burial garments shrouds the hay,

Bleak nature trudges with a mournful pace;

The winter’s gusts make sharp cuts on the face

With blades concealed, as though designed to flay?



Yet, when...

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A time to fall.
A time to rise.
It's not as cold if you close your eyes.
A warm heart.
An empty head.
Another hit, another miss.
Don't expect anything from nothing unless time can produce something.
If that something is important,
use all the time you have.
Dedicate your life.
A time to dive.
A time to swim.
It's time for recognition.
Scratch that inclination thats been...

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