Discolored Poems - Poems about Discolored

..."Photographs escort us to hidden recesses of memory and bring before us rare moments lost in time"... By Poet Flitting through the pages of an old album, Picked up from an abandoned dusty box, ......

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...It’s been 10 years since you last saw me. I’m softer. Matured. Unrecognizable. And yet the feeling of your roaming eyes still darkens my skin, the phantom sensations making me retch. Your vile i......

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...Because He Beats Me Back I go into the den of tears Splashing them across my face The ones I hav......

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...When standing alone on a dark stage of the unknown where eyes read the scribbled script of life's lonely pages internal tears endlessly fall creating pools of painful regrets that disc......

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...I drown in my sorrows At all times They seem to Consume me I wish there was a way To defeat them To turn them off But they continue to Flow out of me Rushing like a Waterfall Never ending ......

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...I have calluses on the inside of my body. I am smooth and polished on the outside. But once you peel away my cocoon, you will find cuts and bruises. My intestines are knotted, tied in one bi......

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...Was it worth Butchering the butterflies We gave each other? Were they not Pretty enough? Or were they just too fragile For your unstable world? Your world of Mismatched jigsaw puzzl......

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...The flaws, The way that my shoulders are broader than they need to be, So that the small, tight tops never fit right, So that I look muscular, “Like a man,” my mother says, The way my nose i......

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...I will wear white pants all year long with shoes scuffed from a sandy night; Discolored waves that won't come out those seaside moments haunt my eyes; Capture the season keep it strong hold th......

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...Speaking no evil with nothing to say Feel no pain life is numb Prayers to smite thine enemies Wanting to believe something just to belong Being open to any idea but always the skeptic inside Dou......

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...Icicles hung from the roof like translucent fingers Clawing towards the ground While behind the eaves, She brushed her plain brown hair Tired gray eyes in the mirror, Discolored around th......

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...Icicles hung from the roof like translucent fingers Clawing towards the ground While behind the eaves, She brushed her plain brown hair Tired gray eyes in the mirror, Discolored around th......

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...So, you thought you have the right To in my bed pass a night, Not alone, with your lover, Vulgar love-making brave, Sensual pleasures coarsely crave… You have my mattress defiled, All night r......

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..." Can you feel the soul of an abandoned house; can you hear the whispering?" - Constance La France. dilapidated and weather-beaten, looking at this old house...

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...Do not produce children telepathic hypochondriac... don't transform girls in symptomatic blind don't do women changed functions think of the wounds Like splenic roses But oh don't forget t......

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