Fade Poems

Fade Away Fairytale

What mistakes,
on broken rafts
in the river
shredding
of wooden boards,
couldn't
be
less than
a drowning
vessel...
I hate the
introspection.
I never
dare to see
as cards fold,
and a fantasy,
takes me
into raw-ness.
Of one such here
of love and
princesses,
hold her dear.
The night terrors
green goblins
and dusk is near.....
The warm bake,
of your skin
and as the sun's
so tender.

Till souls abate

I take this time to meditate,
Your kindness I appreciate,
Your love arrived, not too late,
Lamplight's on, open that gate,
Souls transcend, don't hesitate,
Admire your wooing, can wait,
Golden glow we escalate,
Breathless afterglow, our state,
Until we fade, spirits to abate....

fade in wine bottles

Strangers......fade in wine bottles
of one night stands of no Bethlehem
Drugs wear their affects so slowly
and raising troubles blow into him,
like a cactus in a desert of no watering.

Shines are the arcs missing golden eyes
and the blame's missing when I close
and I open to wishing these in' demons
silently but open before I catch you gently
as you

Waves

                                                     WAVES
 

In the depths of silence, where sounds fade into echoes of longing

In the depths of silence, where sounds fade into echoes of longing,
The veil of mysteries unfolds like a river of thoughts and emotions,
The wind brings whispers from the sea again, a murmur of time,
Beware the sword of choice, for history often makes us fools.
What was noble five centuries or even twenty years ago,
May now be

Of All Things That Fade

Of all things that fade
you stayed the longest.

Not in form...
But, in the way your absence rearranged the air.

Even forgetting remembers you.

In love and in you, lunar wings fade like spectral silver gliding gently

In love and in you, lunar wings fade like spectral silver gliding gently,
In the dark abyss of an obsidian sky, refracting dreams of a lost realm,
Sliding and undulating through opalescent glass, like a window hiding truths,
Sprinkled with pearl dust on your hidden face, between curved lines and lips of longing.
Like Selene floating on red waves

Marks of a survivor

Each scar has a name, etched into my skin—
White lines barely visible on my pale arms.
There’s one for every heartbreak I ever got,
One for each battle I silently fought,
One for all the wrongdoings I had,
For every time my thoughts turned bad.

Each scar holds a memory, a ghost from the past,
Every cut done silently, hidden away

In the silence between battles, where echoes fade into the dust of forgetting

In the silence between battles, where echoes fade into the dust of forgetting,
War weaves its tale, a silent dialogue between shadows and flames,
What are your plans, oh war, what surprises do you prepare for us in the shadows,
Where do you see yourself in a month, in five years, when silence will fall?
Let's talk about your

Rainbows

I'm forever chasing rainbows
pretty rainbows in the air
they're so high way up in the sky
they are but my dreams
which all fade and die
altho' fortune's hiding
I'm dreaming dreams
I've looked everywhere
building castles scheming schemes
tho' born anew their days are few
and yet as the daylight's dawning
like a sweet butterfly
they return in the morning
there's one at the end or

In the silent dance of time, where seconds fade like grains of sand

In the silent dance of time, where seconds fade like grains of sand,
We will find ourselves on a train platform, where trains carry unfulfilled dreams,
Or perhaps in a park, where pathways shelter steps of longing and hope,
Under the watchful eyes of pigeons gathering like thoughts on the still-wet bench.
Under cold raindrops falling like blessings from

Fade

Fade into the void,
pale and unseen,
a whisper of silence,
dim murmured echo.

Unheard and unremarked,
an absent fragment,
of drifting haze,
that lingers unseen.

Fragile, easily shattered,
weightless and distant,
an obscure hollow,
of faint gray dust.

Blurred empty thought,
foggy and fractured,
like an unfelt sigh,
flickering invisible in the murk.

O veiled shadow
of former self,
ashen phantom
of better days,

am I but a fleeting shade,
doomed by fate
to wilt and

In the depths of time, where the echoes of wars fade silently

In the depths of time, where the echoes of wars fade silently,
Every conflict is born not as a clash but as a desperate defense,
We are immersed in a sea of silences, where the obvious becomes duty,
Freedom means the right to tell the world what it refuses to hear,
In times of deceit, truth becomes an act

haiku : hiku13 : hustler

  hawk watches him intent
magnetic hustler chases wild ~
bulging eyes fast fade


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Cemetery Flowers Wont Fade

.         "May your gentle touch be felt in the whispers of the wind, forever" 
          This quote is not a widely known or attributed quote. Found online.
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