Shading Poems - Poems about Shading

...In the depths of the soul, where only silent shadows whisper, Burns a nameless flame, a sun that knows no setting in the whirlwind, Born from our meeting like an intersection of falling stars, It'......

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...My Fantasy Holiday Another grey and dismal day so damp To work I trudge along the streets of old Through puddles ankle deep I grisly tramp All muffled up, clothed to fight the cold Each day ......

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... Relaxing, Sitting in my rocking chair- my big Umbrella shading wind and sun, beside this Mirrored lake without a care for Me means summer joy has now begun.......

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...There will never be A story told That does not measure Hope so old As in this tree With shading bow As here I sit In writing now For in this ancient Solid form That buries deep Under th......

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... solemn thoughts meanderings wandering over the night stars glistening on seas of ebony nocturnal whispers, reflections in moonlight inklings stars hesitant to glow, where the past pee......

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...My average means I don’t have to take final exams. So my bachelor's degree is a finished product. I cranked it out, all that’s left now is the walk (May 18th). Let’s call it my nearly forgotten ma......

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...Springtime has arrived, And so has her yellowing; Shading everything:- And when her rains have fallen, Yellow puddles spring up; achoo!......

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.... i hear'd you're thuh recluse alone raising your beauty ......

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...Trees are gifts from God Rooted, trunked, and barked with love— We are as God’s trees:- In labors of love, Let’s palisade life with love— Our branches shading:- Let our lovely leaves Be a......

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...seed aloft, lands lightly, sends roots below, sprouts into sunshine, and, as the seasons pass, becomes a great sycamore, while, below, a boy lies face up, and reflects under its swaying limbs......

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...This is a familiar village, with a few homes, Smoke rises straight from the chimneys’ domes. Today the streets are desolate and bare, Houses decaying, no one to care. Did the children d......

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...In a vast cauldron, where hearts boil in suffering and dreams, Society rounds itself like a sea of untamed thoughts, Under a leaden sky, where time flows like a river of memories, The heavy clouds......

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...A pegged round point gleams a dream as a passerby pauses briefly at some display of hearts. Creams alot enchanted in velvety reds filled with sweet treats that address the same in my......

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... The wind is blowing cold tonight through chambers of my mind Sadness creeps beneath the door ......

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...Fine sketch of that palace simmering with passion, blushed tale in chiaroscuro; Demure, soft lines that only two can see; Blithely ever after, that’s natural shading.......

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