Silhouette Poems - Poems about Silhouette

From where she headed in an unknown direction Since that moment, I haven't been able to get in touch with my relatives. So far nothing is known about her whereabouts....

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In the breadth of madness, A silhouette twisted by illusion, Flows the molten stream of evil, Into the chasms of his gray dreams. The rebellions of flesh, heavy with indolence, And the barrenness of bleak thoughts, Scratch at the dignity that follows sin. The insanity of a mirage, Rising from the depths of the soul's cellar, Unleashes its poisonous whip, And whispers, again and again— You...

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splash of setting sun illuminates her beauty upon endless seas...

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Shadows Whether they will be small, huge, tiny, big, Short, tall, round, large or giant from anything and everything in this world, Shadows always appear. They will become attached to you when the light rays, Casts when something blocks you in the dark and, Follow you like a noir copycat mime. The silhouette forms the basis of a 2 dimensional...

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I took it in my palm A stray that looked familiar Confused, lost, beaten It was my silhouette It had left me a decade by We had a difference of opinion And we walked a separate road I'd often think of him In passing In a shop window reflection In a quiet winter morn When I was alone We had been close once Fought battles in playgrounds Lay beside...

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The curvature with the bumps seen well carved, My innate restraints were blatantly starved. Her faint silhouette, my lust suddenly craved, With the entrance to her paradise paved. She swayed like shadows of an hourglass cast, My hands, drawn to her fullness, held steadfast. With nature’s finest art upon her chest, Sensuous sweats soaked through my thin white vest. Suddenly, the sky grumbled...

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My majestic silhouette is indicornis, often missed by those who don’t believe; The idea that I exist they tend to dismiss, I have just a few tricks up my sleeve; Longing to be a feline ink trotter and become less inter-dimensional; This goal has captivated a plotter, admittedly ingenious is phenomenal; I never claimed to be too innocent, neither does a single mischievous...

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Broken glass tiptoes tomorrow's regret caught in the shadows of last night's upset stained by tobacco one more cigarette framed by the window his dark silhouette....

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sun silhouette slides sinking in serenading cotton candy clouds baptized in ocean white flight of sea gulls glowing like stars of sun dance...

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Silhouette Dining in a solitary dinner Sitting uptight In wanton solace Wallowing in despair Amidst these flickering shadows Behooving a twerking mind Bemused with the welcoming darkness ...

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At one point, I thought I knew, Looking in your eyes I thought I knew you, It blew my mind, the thoughts you shared, It hit me hard, I almost fell off my chair, I wanted to know more, I wanted to understand, How in the world my heart felt so connected to this man, Every time you spoke, it was...

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Florid banshees recoiled, neck and hankering sneer. A succinctly exuberant suggestion when selective. Came on, fell flat with laconic ornamentation. A miniature jaunt, interment; glove comparted. Pin-striped foxtails attuned tune maddening clairvoyants. Precisely predisposed, wine-flavored latten tobaccos. A wooden-tipped juxtaposition, stilling waisted. Bygone midge nonguarded, slunk olive drabbing on bayou. Thicken handkerchief lightly dabbing brow. Darkness entrapment, fiat practice gymnastics. Money management, coinage magnet, honored...

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sun climbs big cloud hill ribbon rays ink silhouette vultures feast fresh meat...

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darkest night, silence blessing away tears and fears, stardust shimmering ...

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The contorted cloud of the fleeting cotton clumps, weary of seeing the contours of the changing shapes, wishes the wind to stop wafting across the satin sky, their face embroidered with the lattice of golden lace, as the spent sun sinks below the chromatic skyline. The last sunrays paint the leaves in auburn shade, in the searing...

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