Cloak Poems - Poems about Cloak

But what lies beneath the shadow of the night you wear like a heavy cloak? What do you see in the mirror when all the masks fall off and fade into nothingness? Pure white, cold light that bathes the wound, is all that remains beneath the layers of silence. Your scars, what do they truly hide, and what...

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The night has spread its cloak of cold stars over the entire earth, I, a lost soul, call to merge with you into eternity, In winter sheets, like two flames dancing their shadows, Weaving our dreams into a secret ritual under the moonlight. You, my distant light, are the beacon at the horizon of my heart, The distance between us...

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It's not wrong to wear an old hoodie that feels like a cloak of woven memories, to keep jeans that hug your body like a spell that knows you by heart, because some clothes are not just fabrics, but shields of comfort on days when the light hides. It's not wrong to use a phone that freezes, like...

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A wizened boy who lived at seventy-two Oak Relaxed in his tub with a lemon salt soak Ate a curly pretzel, downed a harsh throat coke An honest child who sprang from truthful folk Dressed himself in a red and yellow super hero cloak Flew around New York City watching for dangerous smoke News of his heroism quickly readily broke Giving some...

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In the whirlwind of time when leaves weave their copper cloak over my wandering soul, I let myself be carried by the wild dance of the forest whispering the tale of a rusted season, While my hair becomes a nest for autumn dreams falling in an infinite rhythm, And I run through the carpet of gold and purple,...

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Secrets ... callous on your heart stone around your neck cellar of respite weight upon your soul Deception ... bane upon your conscience affront to voices hiding sire of excuses — truth behind the mask (Dreamsleep: October, 2024) ...

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“The mind trestles the bridge to redemption.” – Thompson Emate When night falls, Sounds come from stalls piercing through the tranquil night, We seek for light. The night awakens the eerie, The ambience is dark and dreary, We hear footsteps and see shadows, The uncanny lurks outside our windows. A...

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On a starless night, when the sky retreated like an old cloak, I found myself floating on the river of melancholy, memories intertwined in the fabric of a dream, a fabric woven by unseen hands, where the steps of those who climb the mountains of success are steps of shadows, shadows dancing at the fire of illusions, hiding their faces under...

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Under the cloak of night, where the moon weaves delicate incantations from forgotten dreams and silent woes, I wander the corridors of my own mind, a flickering flame in a world of spiritual guerrillas, of gods and madmen. These young men of talent, I think, are shattered mirrors reflecting the nightmare of our collective existence, Caught in the iron jaws of material...

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In moonlit dreams, the stars align, Their shimmering dance, a cosmic sign. Silent whispers weave through the air, Echoes of wishes, secrets to share. The night unfolds its velvet cloak, As constellations softly invoke. Stories of love, loss, and grace, Painted across the vast celestial space. So, close your eyes, my dear friend, Let Stardust guide you, without...

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Under the tattered cloak of the past night, I awoke as a traveler in the shadow of a compassless vessel, Navigating the black river of an unknown destiny. And behold, I suddenly got lost In a chorus of voiceless echoes, Whose devastating chords Became the canvas on which the mourning of immeasurable loss is woven, Where I learned to weave endless tears...

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Through the star-veiled veil of night where mystery unfurls its cloak, The eyes of women, beacons flickering on the crests of the cosmic vastness, I lose myself in their stellar abyss, borne on the wings of veiled darkness, Like a pilgrim caught in a net of eternal lights, drifting endlessly. They, eyes in astral flight, are keepers of the...

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Under your cloak of stars, the restlessness is soothed, A wave of gentle enchantment caresses my quivering soul, Whenever your shadow flees from sight, I enwrap you in secrets, I lock in my canvas of thoughts your smile that reflects within me. You are the path that bends between playfulness and yearning, In your arms is the world, sown with...

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Cloak of stars (I am that I am) By Michelle Morris 18/11/2023 I walk through the Universe Wearing my cloak of stars For I am that I am I am everything you are You cannot see me You cannot touch my face I am invisible, yet everywhere Around the Universe's landscape My strides can appear immense To those who do not comprehend But I am merely eternal And to...

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Love is like the green, green grass of home, in heart and mind where’er one may roam.Quote - Poet’s own. The lady loved to roam in moonlight’s kiss searching for romance and magical bliss Her heart a flaming inferno of fire hot-blooded intensity of desire. Stalking around in dark shadows of the night beneath the moon and silvery starlight With flirtatious purpose...

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