Best Taupe Poems

Beside the sea I wait~
the dreamy dawn to shine
and paint horizon's hue
in tawny, taupe and teal
unveiling vivid view.

Beside the sea I wait~
the early birds in flight
arching like tiara 
making sky a painting 
of placid aurora.

Beside the sea I wait~
the whisper of the breeze
soaring as sunshine...

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Brown as a withered leaf
Crimson neckband with flashing wings of
winter taupe - bright green underneath.
Perched each day in the window’s bay
ever out of reach.

 If I could bring you in
 and teach your wild heart how to stay
every secret I hold would tell me
why you’ll...

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Caressing the mind
And kissing
Glossy, smooth stones
Liquid rippling
Flowing over the bed
Hues of taupe
Sand and charcoal
With hints of lavender
Coloring the emotions
Wistful, willful, warm
Like the flavor
Of a rising storm

Resting on the sand
Brilliant like the sunshine
Glowing in moonlight
Smooth stones
Risking their stability
In the currents
Gracefully pouring
Along the edge
Of an emerald forest
Pines,...

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I was a red-violet, sunny morning person, usually up at the crack of dawn,
When orange light poured from the east, upon revival, dewy green lawns.

With a cup of aromal coffee, I'd watch yellow sunrise creep in the window,
Enjoying the zestful song of red robin, while...

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Dust hapless had settled rough
On vacuous land, tanned in taupe
Lonely and distressed 
As it simmered for life
Its flowers had died
Only a few left in time 
To settle calm and blossom elsewhere
Bearing remnants of an era gone by. 
Trees cried until they died 
Their seeds lay...

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Trompe L'oeil
I use to be so sure of my colors
But now my vision is jaded
Perhaps it is obscured
from the THOUSANDS of tears I've shed

I taught you
the primary colors, RED, YELLOW, and BLUE
The shades of red are scarlet,
magenta, crimson, cerise, and claret
your favorite lipstick,
I will never...

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A mirror never reveals  
fallen secrets sewn with soulful sequins;  
time unmutes raven melodies within,  
tawny tunes of truth~
   I once spoke in colorful dialects.  
Now, I trust just the crying crescent in your  
onyx realms  
...

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Carnelian and crimsons orchestrate eye music
Ornate as orange oboes that blare a fiery woo 
Loud in the hills, flaring flutes of maroon thrill,
Oscillating in burgundy trills of a breezy banjo
Red rises in volumes that the silent trees hear,
For they farewell warmth, in sun-setting relief, ...

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Brown – Your Eyes

Dark and rich
As nature 
Color of the trees and soil
A hue of luminous browns
A blend of shadows in the sky 
The color of your eyes

Gazing brings me deeper 
As I descend into colors so rustic
Shades of taupe fading at dusk
Taking me deeper...

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Fire of timing
Lyrics shining
Unveiling the mining
Emotions rhyming
Rap to the beat
Feel his heat
Given a seat
His door is opening
He's only hoping
Don't be moping
His color isn't taupe
Don't give him a rope
That's not his soap
Reborn a phoenix
Into his mix
Get your fix
He won't nix...

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                                  Colourification-- Vibgyor Romance.


Newly married,we flew in the valleys of Kashmir,
me,a man...

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In the beginning it was chuckles, kisses and adoration
Your expression-smug, intense and bursting with admiration
I was the perfect blend of gilded taupe for your fixation
From a color palatte too vast and wide for your comprehension
Like the paint I was, I colored your life ensuring beautification
Of...

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Alizarin azaleas
in the myrtle moss
where my flax feet cross
to the saffron sand,
in my magenta mind...
Beneath a cerulean sky
where the fuchsia fowl fly
to a haematic horizon
for true lavender love, 
with my turquoise thoughts...
Ascending a viridian vortex
was my amaranth amour
with its vermilion vim
to your henna hands,
from my...

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Written In Beige

Against the bleak bank wall he leans
as the sidewalk moves sideways
across his tangential thoughts.
People pass, the dull parade,
the money-grubbers and hoarders
in their shiny suits that mock
his existence. Sad clouds meld
into a sullen gray sky…it must be raining
somewhere. Clink! Silver coin
rattles metal can. He...

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My leather glove is missing - now I only have one
It’s useless on it’s own when all is said and done

These gloves were precious to me, I’m sure you’ll understand
But I can’t leave the house with a glove just on one hand!

I discovered one single...

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