Best Pale Yellow Poems

...The End

Seeing through these cold dead eyes now,
This world looks much different.

The scars of one’s life entire,
Appear now for all to see.

What once meant everything,
Really means nothi......

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...To Dreamland on Sunset's Lullaby

Gracefully the young crescent moon
ascends the sky like a cosmic tune;
replacing the drowsy pale yellow sun
sinking on a golden glowing horizon.

To dr......

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...Soaring Hawk poised high
Back drop a deep sapphire sky 
Winds in attendance

Mighty wings unfold
Caressing the Wind Spirits
They lift and support

Circling Hawk perceives
Rainbow cir......

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...Pigtails loosen yet messed, 
twisted by pliant fingertips
of evening’s devilry…  
tracing her budding breasts,
embers gleam from a lamplight, dim…
his jerked breathing quickens to rake 
thi......

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...I was a productive, proficient painter, long captivated by the manifold colors,
An infinite parade of hues and intensities, like tales of a thousand summers.

I worked daily at this irresistible p......

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...The slap of sneakers on concrete,
Fill my ears with hollow sound;
Like my heart it has a beat,
Steady thumps against the ground.
My eyes are wide, to take in any light,
But not many shine in the......

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...Death Comes

All arguments and denials were fruitless;
The deceased fell prey to the Master Thief.

The “One” whose icy-cold touch is . . .
Just Too Cold to Resist! . . . They Say!

No worrie......

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...On the  gurgling  remains of Winter 
as she seeps back into the earth  
on a path around a lake 
flanked by the casualties of winter's breath
cattails...
brown and bent with broken heads
backs ......

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...when the coolness of spring 
begins to fade,
in the wake of rising heat
in early April in north Indian plains,
and the golden wheat crops
shimmer in glade,
flowers of different hues
begin to l......

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...The curtain in my room is pale yellow, 
           With unique embroidered golden leaves on it, 
                My mother lived in this room for a little while, 
                    And unknowing......

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...A bouquet of canaries came calling.
A yellow rose quartette.
They expected nothing, just sweetly sang. 
Preened the pangs of life away.
They were just looking for a place to rest.

The had been......

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...I thought the more focussed, the much better
Thoughts can flow easily like a delicate feather

A feather decorated with arrangements of patterns
Bursting from the dull dreary colors of the ground......

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...pale yellow shards of brittle glass
shatter under my feet
as I stroll along this grey patchwork of concrete
and if the world stutters precarious on its spurious axis,
I pay it no mind
the ice of......

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The pale yellow sky, reminds me of a smile that never fades
From a greeting etched in memory, immune to words like cutting blades
The tall emerald trees are drawn toward the layers of light
A ......

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...“Of all flowers, methinks a rose is best.” – William Shakespeare, The Two Noble Kinsmen

Sweet Rose, for ages you have blessed the human race
with your beauty, elegance and grace.
You show yo......

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