Dark Blue Poems - Poems about Dark Blue

He was a work of art I knew he was crazy from the start I knew it may be a little hard To deal with someone with a broken heart I put his name in the blue of my polish nails I don’t want him to tell me fairy tales I let it written with my red lipstick While I take it...

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Lonely and hating what her friend has become. Seems like no more friendship to believe in, Art the only place to breathe in. Meeting new people who are considered geeks and freaks, Hanging with them all week. Near the end, her "geeky" friend shows her Jesus, And she is saved. Finally, out of her lonely cave. She faced troubles before, but thankfully Being friends...

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And still It was not all over, As if you wanted to listen To the dying echoes Of my leafless urge Snaking through the Valley of my just widowed heart. While the shape of dead tolls In the blue evening Till the last purple flame Of lust for life- Dies away, leaving Heaps of ashes On the bald foreheads Of the darkest hours- In the...

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Another dark dark night, the moon but a sliver Just like the hope I carry, a broken arrow in an empty quiver I know time will never end, I throw another one back To dull the pain, my world insane, Its all been painted black Where had all the good times gone, were there any, I can't remember Erased as...

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Eternity is unflinching and on the day of his last entry the day he died in a small room dark blue, he had no thoughts of coming days. young man, you did your time in a prison, did your time in the grip of malignant delusions, no escape from the voices in your head. May your ashes of shame your final expression, rest in peace for ever...

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loving with my heart only to be told i am not the one loving with my soul loving with my all why even love at all seeing you do not love me the good times you remember no more thrown away into the dark blue sea the times we shared and you said you treasured through thick and thin and bad...

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The Illuminated Muse by Ingrid Showalter Swift You light up the circuits of my psyche with lexis vibrate within me daze me sway me without weight or measure I breath in the misted air of salt and gesture and in it you lie in wait You fill my cells with oxygen and mercury the temperature rises my bearings drop my center settle casts away to...

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Mr. August, the mature man with shining golden hair the color of a ripe cornfield, He is slightly graying at the temples but his eyes are clear pools of deepest blue, There are hard lines in his face, they are deep, he's strong it's part of who he is He stands and looks around him heavy hands on...

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Mr. August, the mature man with shining golden hair the color of a ripe cornfield, He is slightly graying at the temples but his eyes are clear pools of deepest blue, There are hard lines in his face, they are deep, he's strong it's part of who he is He stands and looks around him heavy hands on...

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True light When your bright smiles fade, My blue birds never gladly abide; While winter time is over I enjoy the fine weather When your nights fall dark, My good days loose their spark. When your eyes have no sight. How can you be my my twilight? When your ears cannot hear, My celestial music is unbear Though my flower never...

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Long ago, in the fastness of the north lived a people known as the Inuit. They lived in perpetual darkness. Although they had heard of light from Crow they at first would not believe him. They made him repeat this fairy tale many times, for it sparked imagination. Imagine how long they could hunt. Imagine seeing polar bear before he saw them. They...

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Here I stand, thinking listing to Whispers in the night, as I am glancing out my window, I hear the thunder roll and the lightning strike as it's dancing in the dark blue sky, Oh- and the rain is falling falling falling and I can't seem to clear this mind of mine. While I stand here pondering old...

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Six Six dark suits Six dark suits carry anguish. Five Five long years Five long years forever lost. Four Four gray walls Four gray walls hold, suffocate. Three Three more days Three more days until release. Two Two blue eyes Two blue eyes haunt my thoughts, dreams. One One person One person responsible. I will find you....

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Milky blue light drenching particle specks lightened by contrasting swoops of foggy spectacle Further surpassed by mass internal affairs given off to sight after years of waiting for enlightenment To be distanced and held secret for generations of life Sinister confusion in count and account but simple in glance and embrace Held by eye represented as such as well...

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The fair angel sitting on a dark blue cloud holds a dazed light in her trembling, gentle hand open wide... shouldn't a peaceful summer's night be lit by silver stars? How would she reach the rings of Mars? Like Venus dressed in white silk, she waits for her Adonis to make her weak with his beautiful, ripped physique... would then that...

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