Shrivelled Poems - Poems about Shrivelled

...Checked by www.howmanysyllables.com>syllable_counter "A grave wherever found preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.” Nathaniel Hawthorne **************************************************......

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... Deafening Silence we live in a world juxtaposed  with apparent contradictions with poverty shining amidst plenty unseemly wealth jee......

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...Summer smashes into Spring with violent heat that leaves the air in a hazy daze.  All of the tender, green rain-draped brilliance of young foliage giving way to the drab, sunbaked drowsy green that s......

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...She speaks of a white horse, Its rider clad in majesty, riding toward her, He suddenly disappears as he approaches, Her face glows whenever she talks about it. She describes a bright ligh......

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...The flowers died on Monday, The ones that lay next to her bed They pulled the plug on Monday, The roses shrivelled up and dead.......

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...they came to steal our thoughts consciousness an ocean realm where drops drip into us in dream and day and they such thirst and drink do they an empty vessel will we become upon their syphoning,......

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...“Nobody`s life is a bed of roses. We all have crosses to bear and we all just do our best.” Yoko Ono ************************************************************** ......

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...Time eases the turbulent days, And with it comes a deeper understanding of all that life brings, For every journey through a shrivelled meadow, there is an invigorating hope, For every darkne......

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...I fall into darkness, This reveals my weakness. A door opens within me, And I encounter a turbulent sea. I’m alone in my room, There’s a pervasive gloom. A displeasure of the hear......

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... And now the ebb tide flows, The end of all intentions, Hopes and energies Exhausted in submission to a greater power. Terms are struck And life relinquished To subside in age And reminiscenc......

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...She sings from the river of her soul, She sings from the depths of her heart. She has seen the strange, She has walked the path of the night. Oh, those songs summon the light, They op......

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... As you chase the melting mirage in the desert storm I look at your evasive eyes permanently petrified, see the void vision fixed in the personal frame. As the shroud of devious dust spreads on......

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...And yet the Sun did rise again to warm a broken scene It peered through ruined window frames where coloured glass had been Inside, beneath a vanquished roof, before an alter, smashed She waits in ......

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...A crisp brown leaf from the sycamore tree Silently fell to the ground It gently lay down amidst more of its kind Having landed with no hint of sound How could it know of the silence required T......

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...It winged away into the dark, It’s gone into the night, It’s dwelling is no more with us, It has left our chambers. When did it let go of its hands from ours? When did it walk through our door......

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