Greyed Poems - Poems about Greyed

...The sky is a Luciferian estuary rolling and roaring in crimson flames, a twisted design of detonated debris, like splitting sighs from internal implosions, raining fragments of the past: matc......

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...Every moment we have, it’s not ours to idle away, It’s not ours to cosy in slumber, The night is not faceless, And the day is not merely a superficial series of events. We walk through a door l......

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...By 11, I thought I'd have it down by 15, But by 16 and a sour sunday morn, And daisy chains foiled into the moor, And hands that tighten but ne'er lighten, Hands that strangle, stitch, and liven......

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... Those greyed pink strands That trickle with a crackle As neurons motor there their weigh That Brian that named itself I gave the voices in my head their own costumes Some synapses may ......

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... truth imbibed awaits assimilation we feel it in our bones in time dissolved meditation~ Unseeking Seeker When the sun sleeps and the stars rise, close your eyes, for the......

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... he paused pushing himself on the soft leather shaped by his years -Happy his eyes beaming below the arced trellises of his greyed out eyebrows Dion rested at his grandfathers feet His fa......

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...They seem to disappear, They hide somewhere, Somewhere in the light, Somewhere beyond sight. They seem to be lost in view, Gone with time, Oh, how moments are lost in clime, Kept in the draw......

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...Turning my orange days grey, that’s what you do. Flicking my sun over to a moon, like in a child’s picture. And you make it cold. I need a blanket made of foil. like the stuff you’d wear around y......

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...A MINISTER RETIRES : SOLILOQUY I arise as infant Phoenix from Akasha ashes counterparts frozen with foibles intact a still Arctic of death sheath for recalibration Source Light bre......

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...We judge no one simply because there’s no one here and hence no cause, to assign an ethic value, on shifting hues as they renew, save when fellow souls are caused harm, whereupon with love we di......

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...Striving for silver linings in the ebony of the equinox I chased my dreams of idealism to stop the endless maroon anguish shadows Yet your words failed to sing a symphony of mosaic joy You mad......

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...“Oh that ship has sailed..” Shaking his head, following her voice as it trailed He smiles to himself, ’give it time’, he knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain It was love at first sight, the s......

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...Three-Kolored Ku (Now 10) 1. bluebird’s ear’s to ground – pink collared worm (casts below) now won’t grace black hook 2. blue days can have clouds, yellow sun bursts pi......

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...There lived a greyed, an old bald man At sixty of age in a squalid barn So rich that he could not feed his home His colleagues outshined to beat their glome He helped his men to mend their mout......

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...Tough Your back is brittle, like time-greyed oak, Curved like a bow, The string constantly tight and ready. The glare from your eyes: Like cold steel. The things that you do, Always secure......

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