Best Tinted Poems

“The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts.”
Quote By: Marcus Aurelius 



Tinted in hues that I never imagined 
this pilgrim soul has ventured farther then ever before
together as one encumbered with deeds unexplained 
claiming the winds of change as culprits and friends; 
I...

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this is a poem that reads the same forward and backwards transitioning in the middle.  the setting is inside of a yellow corvette with yellow tinted windows.


You view yellow,
feel sensation.
Is energy floating freely?
Wrapped in ebony leather,
reflecting road is behind.
Vroom Vroom
behind is road
reflecting leather ebony.
In...

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OH LAND OF TEN THOUSAND LAKES,

OF GREEN TREES OF NATURE,

AND SKY TINTED WATERS.

FIND YOUR SILENCE,

AND LISTEN TO THE LOONS,

OR HEAR THE WOLVES IN THE WOODS.

OH I LOVE YE, OUR LAND OF TEN THOUSAND LAKES,

MY NATIVE STATE,

MY HOME ALWAYS,

IN NATURE AND HEART.

THANK YOU MINNESOTA,

OUR LAND OF...

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merry-go-round twigs
wiggling down rows of grasses…
summer petticoats

charcoal sands boling
Monet grass wears red-tanned shades…
bubbled tints on shore    



(c)
double haiku

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for Briand's Any Theme/Form
from nette onclaud...

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Arriving softly, the opulence of night
Which exults an iridescent moonglow
As heaven flashes its tints with delight
To adorn the view… young stars in a row.

Against  late dusk’s chasm, rustling are trees
Like silken plumes…warm  gift  from nature’s green
Caressed by impetus of a flamed breeze
Where...

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Edacious dreams were left to die,
but hunger doesn't fade away.
Sweet longings that pervade each day,
reminding that our hearts don’t lie.

The brilliance of the imageries
(not fading in intensity)
press to my thoughts deliciously -
rose-colored tinted memories. 

Those dreams were never meant to be,
I fight their lure ferociously.
But...

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Through tinted glass we see things
and the world is same as the tint.
The tint is no less than a sharp weapon
as shade that dictates the mind
and makes the heart  skip its beat
and desire for shady things.
As rosy the tint is ,as of a rose
blissful...

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Aspiration's cry

motherhood and apple pie

in the morrow lie...

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Ah! For the sweet rose-tinted days

of endless spiraling time

when we bannister slid our way

to curving morning,

climbed through the rails

of adult strictures

out to own 

our

unmapped course.

 

Allowed mere whim and fancy rein

to take us galloping where it would.

Chance ruled our day --

a horseshoe found for fishing...

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You're strong. You say you want to dominate?
Will the take responsibility at hand?
For me a fragile creature. Radiate
The love and joy and take burden of demand?

For what I know it is male chauvinism.
To think superior, to chew, grind and hate.
Have you become adept to nihilism?
Instead...

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I look at the world through dark-tinted glasses these days.
My eyes seek out the dreary and lost,
My shaking words ghosting comfort over the broken and betrayed.

I can't be blamed for the lonely way I gaze at life.
At such a young age, my life has been...

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Yes, I know, it is all an illusion
The way my sun-like eyes see:
For these glasses paint in gold
The wreckage and ruin around me.
This may be the wrong way
To live my sorry life
Finding golden glimmers even as
I hold a glinting knife,
But the world that I see
Whenever...

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Therapeutic thoughts have feelings
of resonance and dissonance
as healing behaviors have internal beliefs
motivating
inspiring spirited resilience
and passions for love
surpassing anger,
compassion
conquering all dispassions,
positive attraction
reconnecting past negative distractions.

Feelings have internal colors
compassionate green health environments
and narcissistic snarky red hot interiors
and radiant blue light
and absorbing yellow warmth,
and many multiculturing other hues
and...

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Blue is not awakening
Red is not alarming
Black is just Blah
I am fetching my rose tinted glasses
T'nite! Goodnight....

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I see you through the tinted glass,
you're blurry but your image 
like crystal pierces my mind.
I hear you from behind velvet drapes,
You're distant but your laughter
like candlelight gently burns in my chest.
I ask you from where I stand
"Can you hear me? Can you see me?"
hoping...

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