Discolor Poems - Poems about Discolor

...It is amazing…oftentimes to our wonder and delight…sometimes to our dismay how we are the authors of our fairytales…the protagonists in our play. How ‘neath the different colors of our covers… w......Read the rest...

...I have never seen one I have never seen a colored smile I have never seen a white smile I have never seen a black smile I have never seen one But I have seen a few beautiful smiles Oh! It feels......Read the rest...

...The purest tint is but a canvas bare in wait of rapture from a master's brush, for all the pigments of the palette share in placid beauty as their color's blush. Though ev’ry hue unveils to......Read the rest...

...The years pass but the soul doesn't accept... The body undergoes changes, that heart rejects... the legs creak as if they were teeth, and the teeth fall out as if they were drunk... The ......Read the rest...

...Flurries of fall fling fabulous colors, Drifting silent in dreamy discolor. Marvelous, mellowed, midday, matinee, Plummy and peaceful as red songbirds play! Isolated, intriguing, gold, immense, ......Read the rest...

...the cry of one shall fade among the masses consumed by wailing tongues of ululation the heart of one shall shrivel denied connection to its roots discolor in its death the eyes of one ......Read the rest...

...When the rainy gloomy day From the gray clouds weaves the arch, When the heaven of lead acid in the silence Floating to us vast object, When the foliage discolor, And the cries of birds can be......Read the rest...

...Diamonds are a girl’s best friend they say. I know of a story that’s filled with dismay. A girl worshiped a gem in abnormal way. Many never believed how she went astray. Only one man knew of what......Read the rest...

...Innocent As the blood falls from my eyes,like the tears of a sore heart. All I can do is watch the impossible happen. I'm being cut down,I'm being thrown apart. I feel the pieces of my soul being b......Read the rest...

...Salix Discolor had escaped my view Living in south that would be nothing new How I could enjoy your beauty in spring When only one Weeping Willow see through Gray-haired bloom so distintive ......Read the rest...

...Oh! daughter of loneliness worshiper of horus though quite unaware collector of dandelions look over here then double chins on racehorses! that slight stain on your two fingers story of cigare......Read the rest...

...I look in the mirror, I gaze at my eyes and see my soul, No longer a pure shimmery white light I once had as a child, Now it is stained with red ink, Absorb inside my skin, Like water ......Read the rest...

...What happens to our dreams? They seem to discolor; they shrivel and fall wistfully into distant memory like so many autumn leaves. They seem to slip from grasp and shatter painfully as they hi......Read the rest...

...Poetry is terminal, incurable- it manifest words around the heart, mine and soul hopefully it won’t discolor the skin but; for around the eyes.......Read the rest...

...Alex died in Iraq Nineteen years of age The bench arrived at the Veteran's Cemetary A reminder of the war and rage It glows with beauty For it is brand new Yet the last reminder of an only ch......Read the rest...