Shadowy Poems - Poems about Shadowy

Shadows are unforgiving, stark in relief, dark in infill. These stiff hollow silhouettes of gutted entrails follow us around, lacking the detachment to avoid being brutally honest about our outline shape and where we've been and why. We avoid looking back at the shadowy dark-side behind us that is plain as day to those who watch our tell-tale umbras that trail behind as tails as wagging truth sayers, dark, stark, stiff unforgiving naked,...

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Written: August 12, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ I meant for you to learn my love, my dear. That you are everything to me, pellucid clear In utter oblivion, your genius shines bright. A radiant beacon—my guiding light Here in the gloom, your glow never fades. Such a lighthouse, you illuminate my shades. With every flicker—my heart ignites. You are the flame that stokes the chilly...

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Caught up in the shadowy, Silhouettes dancing, trembling Like wings in breathless Whispers, erasing all the fearless Memories, blending worry With confusion, desperation Despair and sin’s onslaught stirring Anxiety, stalking the heart like Burdens and struggles, troubling Even the light that remains, Where history portrays the limits Restricting prayers, praise, portions Fragments of the heart’s faith, Hope lifted to the skies who hemorrhage Like stardust doubts falling, shadowy, Reflecting the...

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"Sometimes shadowy parts of our minds bother, intrude and narrate over our lives. But to create a shadow there must always be a light source and perhaps if I try very hard I can know that shadows never hurt anybody." Quote by Poet Sometimes I draw attention to the fact Having inner monologues smothers me And it's not something...

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Shadows Silhouettes, shades of night Obscure the hope, the heart, the right Murky doubts, floating silent Quiet as a mouse, abiding discreetly Spiritually tumbling into the melancholic Flames of a burning, breathless Mourning, grief unburied, dreary Dreading the moment… Shoveling darkness over a casket Dusk falls carefully, blackening Edges of gloom – Feelings, desolation growing Grieving for the yearning, Pouring out the autumn tears Breaking through the light,...

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In every effigy there is infamy... I conceive every domain. That is my immortal doctrine... I see into the shadowy corners of its facade...   Feel its faded power and ruined   opulence?  The cracks remain...    I construct the lines of fate...    That is only by decree.    A washed in sweet opium     I study life's delicate filigree.      I clutch for the...

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A shadowy figure has visited thrice. It's neither demonic, human nor a creature. It has no form, no voice, no face Nor has it any feature! When it arrives tween sleep and awake Where dreams and reality merge, There's full body paralysis but a very active mind A bolt of fright through me does surge! Each time, it puts pressure on my chest But...

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Shadowy figures reflected in the panes Framed with aloe and bougainvilleas, Unaware, they move furtively like spirits Dancing in another dimension of space, They whisper of happier times long ago When they were young and I was not here. written November 15, 2021 in a Puerto Vallarta restaurant...

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The shadow of my feet are walking so sweaty are my is my soul ~ 12/15/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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When shadowy stares cast down with forlorn eyes, Not completely whole to maintain such gaze, It ceases to shine in times of lies. Fresh from crystal waters they glaze, Is it not light that gives her true form? To rise from tempest havens abode; By wars of thorns thrown askew in storm, Brings forth that which made her stare to decode. Stars which...

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Shadowy strips of pretty sunlight clear Makes me feel almost well loved today Brought forth rather sweetly, holding me dear Proves my ancestral loved ones are near...

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pure and simple the smile and dimples the vanity of being wanted loved and adored, such admiration might cause one to be ignored thus should such behavior cause others to favor simply by the looks of the flesh eyes can lie and we know why he stay's alone to himself to speak disconcerting and then speak of his yearning to put love in remission he labors...

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Contrary to popular myth, Einstein did NOT reject the existence of Time, but he did reject the differences of its elements, stating that "the distinction between past, present and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion" ... TIME ... Is a phantom with many faces It drifts, a blotchy mist from our early years The cognizance of self-awareness like...

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Shadowy GIRLFRIEND-- See the flirting of those eyes; He's angry at the emprise; Finds hard to see his girlfriend; Shadowed by weak bitter end; She is but an active mouth, As she sits in the deep south; The dove likes to chase a pen, One that's in the winter wren; For Jueju-Qijue With A Twist Poetry Contest Enter Contest Jueju poetry form only. Sponsored by: charles messina...

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I enter these deep, shadowy places However, I don’t really have a choice Reliving flashbacks, their evil faces Silencing me, abuse, taking my voice Torture was their way of keeping control They would resort to inflicting such pain These type of memories will always roll By facing these shadows, I always gain With no more running, I face what is true So now I...

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