Overlay Poems - Poems about Overlay

...Discovering Light Cry Ugly shame lost its power Shame was regret… Buying into malicious judgment I wasn't good enough… He knew I was more than good enough… I gave all I was capable of… ......

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...In the realm of the heart which served as our guide For vanities sake we cheated and lied And all of the signs that lighted our way Now darkened and silent had lead us astray In our haste to proc......

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...Thoughts can be thin fractures in the order of things. Sometimes my dorm room seems a sterile sarcophagus, like an accusation, or an interrogation about my romantic choices, with nothing warm or inv......

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...This poem was written alongside the painting Pentimento by Sally Storch. I absorbed the image, beyond the capture - it soaked into my throat saturated, became the ever-after eye......

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... Summer to fall, No other transition Is quite so compelling, So thrilling, So enchanting, The sunlight shines golden In the late afternoon, Illuminating the leaves of trees, Some of which ......

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... by method of falling into sleep I count the things I’d trade -would I die for sleep?- and in multitudes they rise like the inverse of all the m......

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...I did not believe in love at first sight its illogical at best but faced with how I felt that day and your memories now to overlay It's clear that love at first sight has stood the test I saw ......

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...PAIN AND LONGING Reluctant wood lay marbled down His spine as His passion extracted His strength in diamond drops daggered my hip pain a micro misplay of that which nailed His truth :......

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... She is a masterpiece of wild contradiction, fuse blown by a wick, of litmus tongue in your senses- her moods shifting chameleonic shades everything at once in candle wax trick or r......

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...The dance of falling in love I did not believe in love at first sight its illogical at best but faced with how I felt that day and your memories now to overlay It's clear that love at first si......

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...Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh life within, that withers and bursts the husk. George MacDonald _____________________________......

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...IMPRESSIONS singular   radical  &contemporary startling subtle &intense pensive solitary inner existence pictured slightly askance a radiance   blossoms &appears outstretched betw......

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...on the waning edge of day sunset rolls white clouds to pink and amber strands sifting back and forth like a quilt's overlay of color a sprawling vista unstoppable the quiet......

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...Shadowy silver curls of sweat Beads of pearls along the way Coats of pink nail polish With sparkling silver overlay Easy streets yet broken beats Of concrete noise in an urban throng Of despair......

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...THE GOLDEN DAYS I sit to write my childhood spun, Those memories I carry are just like none. When Yes was 'yes ' and No was 'no', No stress No worries all time to flow. Rise up early for the......

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