Green Color Poems

May is magical,
 the garden is an ocean of color climb
 every shade of green conceived
 circled round the pathways of time, 
 long ago...

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Lilacs, pink roses, plum tulips, and red daisies.
It's essential to sniff them, before they are gone;
For the fun lives are enjoying orange sunshine!
Ever since birth,...

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With its green skin
Round shape, tender juicy flesh
Called watermelon....

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I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future;
And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner.

I had learnt to talk...

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Yellow Leaves of Kaj 


Thus, I learn to be glad in this room.  
The Chilghoza of the mind is black but the light is...

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In the sky, after rain, a colorful bow appears,
Stretching wide, touching clouds, chasing away fears.
A bridge of seven hues, so vibrant and so bright,
It's a...

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Yellow – 4-18-24
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Yellow

Yellow prances in parades of giggles,
Like the grace of forgiveness in winter’s deep valleys,
To build a house made in joyful pirouettes
Escaping from its...

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In a field of golden tall sunflowers ,
Swaying in the gentle breeze,
Yellow petals shining bright,
Bathing in the warm sunlight.

The color of the morning sun,
Rising in...

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I am the queen of beauty the common butterfly, 
I spread my wings and flap away among the trees I fly.

My wings exhibit colours of...

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By Cherbo Geeplay 

I peer at thy rolling hills. Adorned with autumn's muted shades of yellow, green, and gold. The expansive forest radiates red leafs...

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In spring, the flowers begin to bloom,
The sun shines bright, the skies are not gloom.
The trees are green, birds sing their sweet tune,
In the breeze,...

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my favorite color is tangerine orange, glowing like the sun
reminding me of twilight, orange juice, and Nikes on the run
Wait! Stop! Maybe my favorite is...

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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...

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The colour has no caste no religion
Just fetterless as a crowned pigeon,
The sun never marks any division
What's red, green, black or saffron.

All the colour is...

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Bonanza of shamrocks will soon blanket Green Acres...
where Lassie free to run across petco junction 

All across the webbed
wide esse Scott's landed wold
emerald green Trifolium
carpets...

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