Clouding Poems - Poems about Clouding

Deep restless thoughts that eddied in midnight disclosure, My old mind shivered in traumatic tribulations. No treats for dissolute persons to seal composure. My mind filled with moths and other abominations. I dreaded the spooky strength of my demon nightmare, Defying all useless urges of vigilant trance, Perpetual murmur of unceasing burbled fare, Moonlit wintry rays indulge in...

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Nebulous streams clouding my brain. Nebulous streams clouding my brain, Oh! this cluster,my mind I have to train. Release,release is what it screams, Creativity is upto the brim. Where have you not taken me fine lines, Images,imaginations inside chimes. You invite me to the silent moors today, We were on the mountains yesterday. Sunflower beds will blend along, Bright yellow shade to them belong. Perhaps...

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Nebulous streams, clouding my brain hoping my thoughts will fall like rain. Thunder and lightning mix the brew stirring the words soon to break thru. Pressure builds up, clouds turn dark gray swirling and twirling, find their way, freeing the weight of thoughts that flow ...

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Nebulous streams, clouding my brain Obscure eyelash, aimless your leaf You ask for rhyme, well, to what end One way poems, emptiness in ship Arriving to nothing, blind direction No door opens, except baffling pain What a crimson commerce, of emotion Nebulous streams, clouding my brain Every glass is broken, milk is spilt Every moment tense, where is rose In dream we tremble, pain...

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I sail on an ocean of custard and jam, Aboard a ship made of biscuits and bread. I am the sweet toothed pirate I am, And clearly not right in the head. Nebulous streams clouding my brain, Give me some peculiar thoughts, I wear a vest made of liquorice sticks, And a pair of marzipan shorts. With my motley crew of gingerbread men, Who...

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Nebulous Streams, Clouding My Brain Sleeping death through timeless space Nocturnal Nebulae that will displace Misanthropic minds of clustered clouds Bipolar builders of sacred shrouds Elucidative echoes of enchanted eyes Decussate delusions that shall arise Carnal contortions camouflaging spheres Deleterious dust expanding light years. Dec.15.2016 What was I thinking - Contest Sponsored by: Daniel Turner...

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