Fading Poems - Poems about Fading

In the abyssal silence of fading stars, I travel through shadows, Under the heavy eyelids of night, I walk the ancient, nameless path. Mysterious words, like an old prayer, roll in echoes, Calling the forgotten spirits of the forests to dance under the moon. I feel my soul cradled by the cosmic wind, on its unseen wings, In an embrace...

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I dye my hair to stand out from the crowd To not fade In the background My skin littered with ink so eyes don’t stray away something to draw your attention Something that will burn onto your memory But instead I feel like my hair is grey and brown to camouflage to the full world around me My skin is...

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Fading away as the days dwindle down to a dismal few I'm still grinning what more can I do my head's spinning eyes dimming hair thinning but if the devil's in the details he drives a hard bargain and if heaven's like a five-star hotel with 'Welcome' on the mat remember when beginning your final innings there'll be no winning when you're up at bat ...

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I watched a leaf release its breath, A golden sigh upon the air. It tumbled softly into death, A quiet dance without despair. The wind, a gentle funeral song, Caressed it with a lover’s grace. It drifted, weightless, swept along, No bitterness upon its face. I thought of all I’ve had to leave, The hands, the homes, the hollow years. I thought of how we...

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Shelley wove us a tale of a monster more a man A fleshy beast without, a broken heart within Created in hubris and sin Stitched together and broken Again and again. Frayed and tattered Unraveled and splintered Brittle and battered Bled out and injured Held together by needle and thread Less alive and more or less dead A patchwork man, soulless and cold Unmended scars numbers untold I...

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Silent, heavy, Weighing, breaking, fading, A shadow lost within— A quiet goodbye. ...

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Fading gentle touch, Echoes drift like autumn leaves— Sweetness slips away. ...

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Written: June 11, 2025, for contest: Sponsored by: Constance La France Quote: "When you seek love with all your heart, you shall find its echoes in the universe." By Rumi ***************** Echoes graze around the vacuum halls, Whispers that sicken and satanic calls.  Shadows widen where wordless weaves, Leaving grooves that the moon conceives. Each stance is...

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glistening shadows fading gently into light ~ breaking through egos ...

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He forgot how his jaw used to stretch in loud laughter. No mirrors to watch his days— just windows, and distant eyes. His beard trimmed by finger’s feel, a chunk missed Here and there. He looked well in belts and socks, even handsome under the sun. No one asked if he still knew the shaded glint in his own eyes— the torn shape of manly lips once easily thinned in witty smile. He dressed in shiny clothes, well ironed out but creased...

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Written: May 26, 2025, for contest by Joseph May ****************** In the silk-laced dusk, angels softly dwell, Love and grief entwine, weaving stories to tell. Two souls once weaved, etched in fading light, Now torn apart as shadows meet at night. In this katabatic abyss, I...

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Late Spring Hiku 20 f ~a ~d ~I ~n ~g flower blooms kissing the warm l o...

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Exhausted played out past the point of no return and yet while I have breath there's a will and still the fire within shall burn but what with all the crooks connivers cheats con men shuckers and jivers it's a wonder such a sensitive soul as I is here now and how quite aliver tho' neither nor big or small nothing at all...

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Ignorance is a rhyme without a soul, an art fading into slow oblivion, like fallen tulips swirling through captive rays of a weary sun, amidst hot sighs tearing through the deafening silence of the evening, and they are more than the burning thorns of a phoenix rose moon, infused in scarlet elixirs of an enchanted dusk weaving its silent...

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What would You do, O Father, tell, If I should fade like fleeting mist? Would heaven break, would heavens swell, Or would my absence not exist? Would You still paint the dawn with fire, Though I no longer walk the day? Would You keep faith when hopes expire, Or let the light just slip away? Would You still whisper my lost name, When silence...

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