Corroded Poems - Poems about Corroded

...It lingers. Not on the lips. Lower. In the fiber of the tongue, in the spasming depths of fear, where words no longer light paths, but only fester in ancestral silences, like icons submerged i......

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... Weightlessness My soul floats "along with the thunder," Saturated with impending rain, Scattered back throughout the earth, Lost among ancient ruins and countless seas. I awaken, feeling......

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... Written: May 20, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Karen Jones Inspired from Prince Song: When Doves Fly ********************** I slipped the mirror mournful cry, ......

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...Stay with me The Zephyr breathes with the lungs unsullied by cigarette smoke Siesta nap a lazy Sunday on an afternoon when flowers wilt, the sky is recklessly nude in transparent whispers of......

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...I want to curl up into a ball, under a rock and just be forgotten. I don't want to take up space anymore I've watched myself die 1,000 different ways while gazing at the reflection in the mirror ......

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...Liberty on a pedestal but her chains are hidden We built our walls of fear, not stone, And called them safety, called them home. While liberty stood watching, mute, As we forged golden shackles t......

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...Cold death it is, descending from the sky, That like a shroud, across the land doth lie. And why need death be cold? Let we this tale unfold. Dire death is no distraction for the best! They ga......

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...I drank the blood. Shuffled up to the altar, pearly white shoes scraping over faded white tile dirtied by the footsteps of countless sinners. (I knew, even then, that that same grime already c......

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...Rust clings like memories, framing the world, a mottled lace of time— the window pane, a portal to whispers, yet the view is a watercolor dream, blurring edges, softening the harshn......

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...Buckle of Bible Belt corroded......

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...Old flame memories, and game show repeats, viewed through tobacco, it's smoke fills the room, loneliness, only, stays glued to defeat, blue-bottles, can't help, but choke on the gloom. Dreams l......

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...Remote Woman Old Man Jim was 90. He was simple, caring, and quiet. He loved watching TV. He thought some shows were a real riot. One night he went for a stroll on Oak Street and stepped ......

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...With heavy heart, in depths of sorrow drowned, I stand, an image of esteem unbound, A man whom I did raise in high regard, His truth, alas, has struck me much too hard. His actions 'gainst my n......

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... The migratory mind indomitable, of the spirited surfer possessed, waltzes on waves of life, curled crests climb demented, fling the fractured moon, dark troughs descend......

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...In magical verses weave your fated heart's request, With metaphors holding the shy choir of light abreast, When hearts corroded by hatred in barrenness rest, And chains of thought whip gently the ......

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