Rose Colored Poems - Poems about Rose Colored

I like it when you place me Up above on a pedestal I like how you say my name Even my nickname with love I like how you chase me With persistence until I catch you And flood your face With lacy licorice kisses I like your gentle voice When you ask why I Haven’t called at all That days...

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Truth isnt what you think today truth will be true tomorrow too Truth isnt just what you feel Its what happened, the facts, the data... Interpreted truth is our own reality.. Our "rose colored glasses" on life Psychiatry calls it our "filter" that we interpret the world through... I dont know how to explain the truth in any simpler terms To those that...

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I wake at the ascension of a golden dawn to meditate on early morning's mystique To the amber shoreline, I'm always drawn It's serenity and tranquility that I seek How calm the lake's water without a ripple On a sheet of glass, is my mirrored reflection I seek its tranquil comfort as a babe, a nipple To me, this is a moment...

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I stay up all night and away I fly, To the field in which to me, you convoked your goodbye. I’m standing in a flowing white dress, My ankles deep in rose-colored duress, And I stumble without you to catch me. And I never stop falling. But sometimes there’s a falter in the way that I feel, And for a moment everything...

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Got some rose-colored glasses And they’re messing with my brain. I’m not sure things are clearer Or if I have gone insane. I had thought I understood the world And that I could trust my eyes But I’m looking through these lenses And I fear I’m seeing lies. Got some rose-colored glasses To correct what I perceive. ‘Cause for my entire life I’m told I have...

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delicate ruffled rose colored geraniums snaring honey bees lasting all summer lifting faces to the sun glorifies the yard bordering garden a fairy like loveliness lasting one season...

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quixotic dreamer constructing silver windmills when she looks at him rose colored glasses optimistic attitude giving them a chance forever unite a starry eyed realist rebel who needs love...

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ROSE COLORED GLASSES Everything crimson Through my eyes everything red Demons dancing in my head Mars is blue Saturn red Cut the body of an oyster it bleeds blue blood Such an make believers' disaster This is from mine imagination It's what I see in my rose colored glasses 05/15/18 written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©...

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You don your rose-colored glasses, blurring reality's vision. And see what your eyes want to see, ignoring the sight of beggars. To disguise life's uglier side, you don your rose-colored glasses. And focus your sight straight ahead, as though you were wearing blinders. As you weigh alternative truths, your heart so much wants to believe. You don your rose-colored glasses to camouflage anguish and fears. Seeing only...

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Rose Colored Dawn's Gave Her Those Bright Smiles Rose colored dawn's gave her those bright smiles her every move, was music that beguiles. Her name was Sarah Ann and this she knew life's good, love is greater, sky is soft blue. May fourth, she found me there, under oak tree then we both knew, in true love we would be. Time and...

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When I wear my rose-colored glasses I see lovely pink grasses and the sky is pale pink not grey. I get lost in romantic dreams of secret schemes and I spread my pink wings and sail away. My heart beats faster and my head spins in a rosy world ...

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I bought you some rose colored glasses, Because you were feeling so blue. I thought that these rose colored glasses Would make you feel as good as new. If you see the world without color, Things look very dreary and sad. Maybe these rose colored glasses Will add color and make you feel glad. When you feel sad and downhearted, Remember God...

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My heart was blackened and hardened by pain and misery You shined your light upon my soul, it softened me completely My walls they fell, I walked out of hell, my heart began swell What force, what power, what energy could this be For I'm a man of sorrow who's face you lit up with glee I now...

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I am a prisoner of memories from the past, Flashbacks without warning of a marriage that did not last. Through rose colored glasses, I see a love now scattered to the wind, But in reality he had ceased to be a husband, a lover, or even a friend. Memories lie and make you think your life together was ideal, They...

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I see you through rose colored glasses And that's why I give you so many passes I don't see any of your imperfections or flaws The person I see puts me in such awe I see you as absolute pure perfection And I know it's just my heart's perception But sometimes the heart sees what...

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