Somber Poems - Poems about Somber

I looked at the Spring garden, I was about to paint, knowing the new tubes of paint I ordered, were due, any time soon. I saw that many of the rose petals had faded, from red to mauve, some that had dropped were brown. So without red, I could mix blue with magenta, and yellow to paint those drab...

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I stopped amidst the rushing tide ...

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Under the somber cloak of twilight, where shadows whisper secrets of the unknown, I wander through the corridors of thoughts, my mind a vast ocean, uncharted by memories and dreams, Reflecting on the enigmatic dance between body and nature, Where mysteries lie hidden in our veins and blood, in the pulse of our being. I ponder going to the...

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A sudden darkness veiled the world below. Luna was defused by a shadowed sky, giving cause for Earth to be wrought with woe. Something strange caused the night to go awry as a shroud covered moonlight's golden glow. My pulse quickened at the phenomenon. I inhaled the floral scent of roses. Snowflakes drifted over garden and lawn. Like a fairytale that one composes, it...

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We who will not last the day Find time before the night to play. The gentle laugh, the chequered gray, The shadows usher starlit ray. ...

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silver snowflakes s h i n e s h o w i n g seasonal secrets slumbers ...

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Life with you has always felt like waiting at a train station. I’d curl up on the cold benches and wait on you forever, I think. When you finally get off, I’m so excited that I feel tears of joy stinging my cheeks. I race over to hug you and you give me a smile...

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The day I leave this world behind I'll find solace,peace of mind and no more pain,just happiness. Don't mourn my passing,don't shed a tear for I've been trapped in my sorrow year after year.You didn't know my struggles,my deepest pain but now I'll find freedom and happiness will reign. Wear black for me,a somber hue,a reflection of...

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starkly somber skies omnipotent owl overlords parliament prevails...

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Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening strings its somber beads, The echo of a twilight stifles discreetly on the plain bound for eternal crossing; Floating, floating over the velvet of darkness seeking its release. Diaphanous sages, adorned with the silver of silence, For their words have not shaken the profound realm with arrows of stars, they Do not willingly...

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Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening beads its somber pearls, An echo of twilight suffocates discreetly across the plain towards eternal passing; It floats, it floats over the velvet blackness seeking escape. Ethereal sages, adorned with the silver of silence, For their words did not shake the profound realm with comet darts, they Reluctantly cast their shadow towards the...

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The labyrinth of the mind transforms into a somber temple, where glyphs of thought intertwine, And beneath the dome of the nocturnal sky, hearts like ancient scrolls unfold and burn in incantations. The only enclosure where man erects his biography is a veritable menagerie of dreams, A pantheon of thoughts and phantasms, with the altar of bitter desires. With...

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Why is she so somber? We asked each other. Many weird guesses were made by my silly brother. She has injured her smile, she has cut off her toe. There is a fish on her hat, she is stuck in the snow. There was a fish on her hat, so that was not a guess. Maybe it smells horrible, suggested...

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Shades of gray on blue sky in the night; Makes a good way for all the stars to shine so bright; For, the somber sky paves a better way to see the dim light. ...

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A colourful array of falsehoods Intricately designed disguises Fools, fortunes, phantoms Masks clinging on their faces Lives hidden away by an illusory veils Veils that cannot be removed Cannot be seen Secrets tucked away in their eyes Each a pair of stained glass windows that peer into their essence A glassy marble home for their soul that if I looked into too...

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