Colors Poems - Poems about Colors

Mankind generates the utmost malevolent deeds Sustaining corruption and ignoring those in need Beholding a mirror, peering at the countenance Dereliction of the conscious is an annoyance As the darkness envelops callusing hearts and eyes Even when...

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In our universe so vast, life and death is an interpretation. In our life, we hold dear sadness, and joy is an imagination. Our life is full of colors, or so we assume, But there are no colours — just the product of our brains. Reality is beyond what we imagine. What we see around is just an illusion. Nothing is...

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A Kaleidoscope, my best toy! Hours flew as new colors emerged, A cascade of abstract-colored joy Myriad patterns of colors surged. Colorful glass in serpentine slides, Slithered across an imagined sky. Is there a lunar planet that hides, in colored glass as time hurries by? I pretended the colors were stars, I could travel on one of my choice. I would sing songs as we...

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We Run The Color's Loud Up High! Red, Yellow, Blue, Green ...

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Misty roses, red with pink haze, orange lilies; Lilac promenade. Purple pansies on the porch, dusk soon to carry the torch. 'At last' roses, peach chocolate cosmos, shrouded, Yellow daisies smile. Gardens loved to distraction, yet hold a strong attraction. Blue irises, blurred and black cherry carnations, near green hydrangeas. Subdued belles wear nature's veil in hued dawn, of small detail....

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As a child, colors weave the way I dream, Then what I feel and how I perceive. My humming voice a dandelion stream. Carnation pink, fairytales I used to believe. As I grow my color palette shifts, From rainbow of softness to only neutral gray. I wear black heels, prepare neon gifts For dinner parties I have to stay. Sometimes I remember, how...

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Soon dawn at plum morn though pearly moon still keeps watch, for the golden end. Afternoon's recalled in dreams adorned in wild color schemes. Memory Lane sleeps as orange noon is coming, after dusk scarlet. Lemon-lime hours revisit and bluebird returns vivid. Pink skies are coming a jade past is repeating, since tomorrow's gone. Time's fallen asleep, at last skewing the future and past. ...

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The colors of the dying summer. The nature's splendid farewell They're orange, red and vivid yellow. The fall rings loud chroma bell Gold, crimson, ruby, lemon, amber. The most glamorous palette Unhurried drive. Upstate New York. And beauty I wouldn't soon forget October 29, 2020 New York, USA (c) 2020...

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my eyes tried to tell you golden and round the setting sun peeks over sloping mountaintops while cobalt shadows inch into the rust-brown crevices like a silent blanket smothering the light of day the moon will be full or so they say on the six o’clock weather report there is no sign of rain until the clouds reappear and the ring around the...

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let's dress up, says spring kaleidoscope of colors… as painter's palette ...

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All the colours have faded Leaving me to feel so jaded Everyone appears so fake No joy for the soul to slake I wonder here and there Hoping to find something fair A laugh or smile, not a smirk To lift the darkness that lurks All the colours are faded Even you have become jaded We no longer see the rainbow Instead we watch from a...

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And when i climbed the mound of grass The sun set at a stop Birds came swirling round Outcrops in the light Waves crashed under, instability; Glass houses and rocks. I think i got there. I think i managed, because i could see so far out And when i set up my gear To yell out to the climbers I cupped my helping hands around...

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Chaos color blast blue sun is traveling fast past a blood red moon. Creatures scurry for cover on the dark side of summer. Red tailed comets streak Paisley colors growing weak, Midst music, dance, laughs! Night has destroyed amber day; and the world's in disarray. ...

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"Never paint except with the three primary colors [red, blue, and yellow] and their derivatives." Camille Pissarro One primary color can make me feel mellow when warm like honey heated up or like rays of a golden sun. It’s flax, saffron, blond, and canary yellow, cheerful like a daffodil and bumblebee fun. It’s bananas too and a well-buttered bun! The...

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God bless And blue, Seawise, and green How colorful Red to pink, and orange or Yellow. Nothing to Bellow. Bellow — to Nothing. Yellow or Orange, and Pink to Red — Colorful. How Green, and Seawise Blue and Bless God. ...

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