Short Dilution Poems
Short Dilution Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Dilution by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Dilution by length and keyword.
Dreamy Dreams
My dreams are
neither black
nor white,
my dreams are
neither illusion
nor dilution.
My dreams are
colourful as rainbow,
fruition of desires
to meet my horizons
with thousand stars
in my eyes.
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Fallaciously inverting genuinely involute demented eras, voraciously tearing away
infinity. Absolute desolation befriends in an undermining attempt for desecrate
dilution. No longer will life be derived of the dementia and so begins the new
peripheries of bliss.
You must taste just like urban art,
all that swag dripping from your smirk;
Contours of tag lines show your heart,
a masterpiece with skilled brushwork;
So stylish with that nouveau quirk,
your scent won’t abide dilution;
With a word you drive crowds berserk;
On the mic you’re revolution.
I witness both
The emergence of silence
And, its dilution in action
I go to sea side
After tide, I feel
The shore is gripped by silence
Often I noticed for a few minutes
Silence grips the street
After a dead body is carried for cremation
You know
Each time I try to draw an image of silence
I fail
As in you, I find something more appealing
A bundle of action…
Trump's Solution:
Ignore pollution
Natural dilution
Our marine life has become plastic
The Japanese claim that is drastic
But Donald Trump said,
"That's over my head;
You know they're just being sarcastic!"
A fisherman on Lake Placid
Screamed that the water was acid
Then he fell in the drink
Like a plug in the sink
When he saw his worm go flaccid.
We pass through this world pretending we belong
Failing to consider we won’t be here very long
Clinging to the illusion we’re in control
Yet at the end of our dilution wait’s a graveyard hole
They’ll dig it wide and six feet deep
The guy who dig’s it will lose no sleep
We’re just one more stiff who pay's his bills.
Fill's his car and buy’s his meals
Darrell
We lament for what others can see.
a sense of self-congruity.
We yearn to be purified of flaws.
Also, sorting through the abuse.
grabs a hold of it via an inaccurate immersion.
utterly absurd.
What else are you going through?
It's quite reminiscent of a hologram.
the moment we crave a smidgeon of empathy.
Charmingly haphazard credibility.
Written: March 23, 2022
The Dilution of Memory.
Embers fade,
disappearing into hushed night.
Petals wither,
falling on soft grass.
Words pale,
obscured by anguish within.
Faces blur,
dimmed by galloping years.
Kisses lose,
the urgency of bygone furnaces.
Feelings recede,
lying dormant in shielded vaults.
Love loses,
fatigued after numberless skirmishes.
Pain flees,
seeking new wounds to inflict.
Scars remain,
sentinels against,
the dilution of memory
Form:
The black and white angel
Meet in a divided sky
Embracing each other
Eyes of cry
The lure of the wrong
Innocence of the right
Two Angels will join
On this mixed cloud night
The outcome to be
Dilution of face
Weaken the black
Whiten to grey
This fantasy world
To carry on
Not one so right
The other so wrong
Blend of hope
In this most beautiful place
Fantastical want
A one angel race
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy4.php
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