Short Hazily Poems
Short Hazily Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Hazily by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Hazily by length and keyword.
Dreams
As the sun shone hazily through the mist.
As the breeze made the wheat lazily twist.
As the two arose from the dreams they dreamnt.
As the poems must start, they also must end....
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Categories:
hazily, change, poems, relationship, sun, uplifting, wind,
Form:
Rhyme
Veiled Threat
sand
flying
hazily
in a desert
storm
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Contest: Lanterne Frenzy
Sponsor: Ir0nic Zink...
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Categories:
hazily, imagery,
Form:
Lanterne
Resident Souls
Echoes through the hallway
Of this dilapidated ruin
A stone house made with devoted hands
Ladened once with the life and love of humans
Soft whispers can be heard
An occasional silhouette hazily drifts by
The humans that once lived here
Continue to reside …....
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Categories:
hazily, grave, home, leaving,
Form:
Rhyme
Unplug and Break
pull the plug
the water goes down the drain
and the lights flicker, hazily groping the smoke's shoulder in vain.
armor is iron chain, to strangle ally.
golden mistress breaks the spine
boasting in your head before your time.
if my body wastes away
and my heart breaks like a plate
i'll lodge the sharpest fragment i can find in your brain....
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Categories:
hazily, dark, deep, depression,
Form:
Free verse
identity
It’s a searing, wordless pain to be unsure of my own identity
Lost in the day to day, shackled by the ins and outs of my stoic life
Mirrors look back at me, a hazily dreampt structure of a face without a name
Leeching naivety distorts common sense, never revealing a world of cloaked wicked intentions
I study myself until my eyes crack, in search of a semblance of recognition
Though it seems I am just and idea crafted by a bleeding heart
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Categories:
hazily, angst, deep, feelings, how i feel,
Form:
Free verse
Wails of a Song
The coda of mourning jays vibrates
In bittersweet tracks when daybreak scans
An almost whipping backdrop, hushed
By low warbles from birds’ paean;
Indistinct as dusty sketches—
Throaty on a lane of funeral’s last rites;
Where the hazily drawn view turns bland
Moistening wail of eyes with a muted song,
Tunes stale, while jays drone on the horizon.
Mixed Senses Contest for nette onclaud
20 Sept 2015
From Amelie Mara ---Music in 9 lines...
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Categories:
hazily, bereavement, cry, music,
Form:
Free verse