Lugubrious Poems - Poems about Lugubrious

... vessel captivates warm waxing finesse waning more color less stress glowing going with flowing lugubrious globular! vibrant pink guava incandescent liquid ......

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...She left at the yawn of dawn Between fog-densed waking hour And rain-soused grey morning. Veiled, her image was laced in silhouette. She stood behind the fog-rain, a dark Painting, sketched in b......

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...Shudder not, for it’s the language of Death. Who’s next? —it asks Going from house to house, Both of marble and mud It cares not Nor fears man, rich or poor, Warrior or coward, Whose nest it v......

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... There’s a monster menagerie inside my mind these beasts are not cute, cuddly, or kind they enjoy torturing my thoughts at night and all day I’ll introduce you and tell you how each......

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...I have read the Code Noir. I have read the papal bull of Nicholas V. I have read the charter of imperialism. I have read the Indigenous Code I have read the Torah, the Bible, and the Quran. I ha......

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... Dancing with delusions, sparks of hellfire Course through my lugubrious quill pen. Distorted words igniting fear, Anxiety fills crevices, Encircling, silencing, Asphyxiating. Walls c......

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...In the tenebrous, xenial realm of the lake, where human cadavers oscillate, suspended by verdigris chains, a lamia of unholy provenance, orchestrates a gambits cavalcade. Each mortal she ensnares,......

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... Lugubrious blue mood skies funereal and morose shed raindrops, they unleash tableau vivant torrent’s wet tranche, blessing, bane or boon from vault of heaven, damp pearl blob bewitching......

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...In the woods lurks the grey angel; Wingless and disillusioned, he awaits The onset of diarrhoea, Bismarck’s jocular displeasure And the seagull’s lugubrious weightlessness – Later than previousl......

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...Liberty, Equality and Fraternity, three precious ideals, blinded by the darkness of xenophobia. The Republic, democracy and human rights are the pillars of a just society, but in the depths of Mari......

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...Why do they cry, daddy? Soldiers march – a lugubrious lullaby of detonation as their melodic grim reaper Why can’t you hear them? A myriad of white swoops through the blast wave, hidden bet......

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...A bruised heart scorned, sacred vows of a saint, sorrows of unrequited lovers—art is what you paint—I Am Anaya A Models Likeness Hues of magentas and white acrylic silky spells Vibr......

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...Stomach-wrenching body blows dog those blighted by endemic fiasco,, grim dervish whirl of death a maybe one day royal flush, predicament that hoodoo mark in frozen ink, cataclysmic episode relen......

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...‘Tis lucky me father lies in the grave, Than t’see the havoc I have wreaked In the name of actin’ bold and brave, My misadventures dastardly peaked. In this musky gaol I am wasting ......

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...I find it fascinating how the human mind ponders the origin and shape of ideas and how everyone wanders. I wonder why I can’t help but think in terms of rhythm and rhyme when oftenti......

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