Bluest Poems - Poems about Bluest

Earth once had a heartbeat. Everything was sparkling-alive... The sun and dirt. A spec of pyrite rainclouds teasing the earth. All that man touches eventually dies. Wars spring from iron hands. From the malignant flavor of religion. From love gone feral. For the lust of petrol lands. When God kneaded man. He kicked a mustard seed... igniting the bluest avalanche. All things beautiful were crushed. All that...

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I will write a poem A blue rose she has to be Freshly pruned so extremely Blue she turns the heads of Nobility and ordinary folks Yes the elegance of the rose Especially i will compose a love Letter to my most picturesque And feverishly adored How flagrantly i have spent Insurmountable times and times And times wishing for...

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Soft and throbbing, Cerulean blue, by candlelight, She appeared. He was immediately captured! ...

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The sky ‘twas the bluest azure blue cobalt sapphire as if she really knew No clouds could be seen just the sun shining through betwixt sky and sea shone especially for me The bluest...

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I have always like rose flowers but not fully bloomed, not bloomed fully I had an ideal perfect rose that was colored blue or blue in color for me I fantasized of my love one day suprising me I wanted one day for him to sweep me off my feet The perfect day In the...

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They say you are blue when you are depressed; what sort of blue is a depressed blue? I’ve played so many bluesy Blues yet, they only make me happy; I call them bright blues. Blues of rainbow hues swirling, curling, twirling in my head; it’s my favorite color so, how can I be depressed when I am blue? Instead I find that my...

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They say you are blue when you are depressed; what sort of blue is a depressed blue? I’ve played so many bluesy Blues yet, they only make me happy; I call them bright blues. Blues of rainbow hues swirling, curling, twirling in my head; it’s my favorite color so, how can I be depressed when I am blue? Instead I find that my blue...

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To one who stands alone my long gaze goes. How dignified she poses here, and quite unique and lovely is the bluest rose! Apart from where one very large bush grows so lush with other roses pink and bright, to one who stands alone my long gaze goes. Some lavender upon her petals shows its hue of dreams and mystical delight! Unique and...

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Bluest Of Blues While Looking Back All my victories have been shallow stains shadow lights bent by use of greater force. Time that culprit, shows just decayed remains of white bone set upon a stone-cut course! Looming so large once were joys in pleasures now enhanced by a vain mind's need to gloat. Truth is life was ruled by twisted measures me sailing...

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I search for sparrrows in bluest sky, and toss my heartache into the wind. But from the blue, to my dismay, the cold wind blows it back again. Then from Heaven's breath, my wide eyes see a sparrow and a friend, and a voice calls out from bluest sky, "forgive and make amends". ...

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The bluest skies, don't seem so blue. And the stars seem a little dimmer too. Now that your around , you put 'em all to shame. Let me break it down 'cause what I'm tryin to say is, no one gets me, like you when you kiss me. Girl, you rock me harder than some...

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i got those brown eyes that are free but they are just full of lost memories gone are the days of holding you close because i closed my heart to your love and became a stranger to those blue eyes as i look to the sky i see brighter days but you got the bluest eyes i ever did see and the...

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They were my bluest skies where my fantasies thrived, where dreams continued to rise... to reach luminous clouds of pride. Seasons drastically transformed their colors from bright to dark... as the playful sun rearranged everyone of them with a spark. They were my bluest skies I fixed my long gaze on... to foretell joy or demise with an unexpected sign. Still my...

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