Smoke Poems - Poems about Smoke

you trace my constellations you put stars in my eyes you whisper sweet nothings which ended up being my demise the sweet taste of honey you leave on my tongue numbs the pain of the nicotine in my burning lungs you say the lace of my garments traces my bones but all i see is a girl way out of tone...

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My hatred weaves into verses like a serpent of smoke, I am a sad poet who bathes his pen in blood and shadows, I seek my reason in the past, in those days that seem never to die, And memories are my muses, ghosts nesting in my soul. My hatred grows when I uncover my scars, Turning them into fresh...

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O Benjamin, Since the seventh of October, you have marched— Through flame, through silence, Through lullabies silenced beneath dust. Still you cry terror, But the world sees toys buried beneath broken walls, And mothers clawing through stone for names once whispered at night. You say Israel wants peace— Yet sow salt in every seedbed of it. How can peace be born from phosphorus fire? From...

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POTD June 15 2025 Smoke And Mirrors – Channelling in the Spirit of Edgar Allan Poe When regulation picks at pillaged dreams The searchlight shines its brutal beams As shadows spill its borrowed light. judgement retains its fractured fight. A blind eye turns as life disbands the gavel strikes by unseen hands, The scales unbalanced - Truth? Hard to reach, Sold by madness -...

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I know my partner well and nigh, do tell a lie for he stop smoking ~ but the loo has a chimney that puffs white smoke, pokes the Pope...

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If, as the saying goes, 'There's no smoke without fire,' is it smarter to ignite a spark (illumination causation) than bedamn the dark, and thereby induce a funeral pyre, or, better yet, a safer bet, to avoid gossip and accusations, find the substantiated fact(s) (true datum) before you act and land in sorry situations? It's no joke, on soot you'll choke, yet, on the greener side, carry the torch for earth...

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It was a ghostly orb obscured by smog— glowing faintly yellow at the center and fading to amber, then ochre, raw sienna, and finally umber— as if the light itself were turning into smoke— and I couldn’t breathe. Even my crib was hazy beneath the poisonous congregation of vapors roiling and swirling near the ceiling and descending lower, like tornado clouds, brown and black— and I wondered where was my...

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In the silence of the evening, when thoughts intertwine like smoke rising to the starry sky, I wonder if I ever truly understood how love works, I've always been concerned with the things close to you, those little universes that make you happy, The things that matter to you, like constellations in the uncharted map of your soul. But...

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Smoke Another Cigar Under pressure Blue smoke, flair Dwelling on yesterday Dreadful memories Drink away your sorrows Ashes burning, secrets Recluse in the dark A dim light over shadows Abandoned self-worth Just growing old An unforgiving road Breathe in cigar smoke Let out the guilt Self indulge Rugged skin turns into leather Plant another tombstone...

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"U don't know how many times, I cried myself to sleep, while u entertained these girls, who are dirty, easy and cheap. Or how I spend all my time, trying to fix our home, while your "working" for Gene, but really not alone. U think without evidence, I have no room to speak, but that's...

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Froggy went a courtin', "Ribbit," he did sing, altho' singing weren't his thing, more like the punchline to a joke, 'Please don't smoke or I might croak.' In the deep end of the pond true love was his goal, and by the dawn help to spawn a few more tadpole souls. Hopped on to a water lily where he espied a fine-looking froggy filly, and in her...

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I smiled when I saw The figure in front I ran to get close But only hugged smoke...

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souk cloaked in perfume— s m o k e sways through the hanging b ...

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[Verse 1] It’s a whisper dressed in armor A wildfire in disguise It hides the truth in velvet While it’s staring through her eyes I speak in stars and shadows She laughs, but doesn’t see That every line I scribble down Is her, and always will be [Chorus] It’s painted in smoke, carved out of rain Wrapped in riddles so she won’t guess my name It’s not...

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We dwell as God’s bliss hum, the flame within burning, being fire without smoke, birthed when eye be single and head and heart we yoke. We dwell as God’s bliss hum, current all pervading, pulsating day and night, exhuming the ego, bringing gift of clear sight. We dwell as God’s bliss hum, heightened rapture unbound, transforming feeble form, wherein vibrant presence, is centred in love’s storm. We dwell as God’s...

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