Sombre Poems - Poems about Sombre

Would they notice, If my solace escaped? If my sombre eyes finally pinned shut. Life is just. I must. That fake smile, the painful mask I sew to my skin, Just to feel something. Hanging on by a single thread. Each day tugs at the strings, Test another limit. Is it normal, to just? ...

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The journey lasted for not more than forty glorious and blessed years Before your smiles gradually faded as you journeyed to a land far away, The hearse swallowed you into its belly, while hearkening not to our fears, It sirened off with the streams of our cries flowing far beyond our doorways, You were interred in that hot...

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I can see the dark hues through my window, it’s cloudy outside with no stars or fireflies. It’s been three years since the darkness has been protecting me With its hollow emotions running through me day by day, night by night. But today it is different; the cloud has clogged the sky with no rain,...

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I reflect on what you look like now! You were beauteous when I saw you last. What precious gifts did time endow? All those years of tranquil absence As you slumbered away the time somehow. I wonder if your eyes remain bright, They always looked at me kindly. I think that, if you're at home tonight, I could give you a call ~...

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Floods, earthquakes, hunger, Worldwide strife, Severe drought, dire thirst Reality becomes apparent. To stay alive And to survive, For many, will perish. Humanity will be rationed, Life as we know it abandoned, Queuing for water, Earth will suffer a great dearth, Hearts will rage and be sore, For water, nations will go to war, Planet Earth is in danger, Man is greedy Careless of the needy, Do they sleep...

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Béni vos ombres Il est temps de vous avancer Je vais vous le montrer Laisser le matin vous embrasser Avec bonheur enchanté Lumière éclatante Votre amour clairvoyante Bénidictions des cieux Miraculeux Avec la pluie Je vous bénis C'est moi qui te remercie...

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When one is poetically possessed, Nothing like the truest rest: For every braved forty winks Whacks for new poems and resistance sinks! One is very free to weep But one isn’t snatching any sleep: One’s Poetic Tormentors, a zillion number, Obsessed with The Ecstatic no less The Sombre!. You’re hailing your tormentors but with reluctance, This act dragging to a crushing distance; At God’s feet...

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My memories scatter, like dust of the air, which once were more numerous than fish in the sea. Now withered, they re-tell tales of lost youth. At times my memories congeel and fragment, so much so, that I label myself untrustworthy. I feel an emptyness that my mouth can't quantify, nor words express. Like my soul is...

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Haumea, speak then might the waters make the lava stop te nights were the sterams of tomorrow might cause men of yesterday to talk as it were tomorrow. beyond the expectations of mortals might these men seek to find ways that the gGod Haumea, maketh so the ways of now that Haumea, see's fit to have the storms of now water the gardens of...

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A Silly Sombre Poem It was on one Tuesday morning, I had some spare time, So, began to write some poetry, a poem without a rhyme. My composition was deep and dark, quite difficult to write, Though I didn’t particularly like it, I knew someone who might. Her name was doom and gloom, Worlds problems at her door, As I continued...

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In my mind somber sorties unfold When morbid movements scar a hundredfold. Normalcy dead, transparency scared Empathy bearded, intransigence endeared. In my mind sordid scenes grow cold When vulnerable voices no longer hold. Brash brands undead, harsh hustles prepared Phantom forces deployed, evil enamels ensnared. In my mind torrents of tears no longer dry Victory vessels victimize, vile victuals bereft of shame fly. Flies...

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Every night,the tenebrous land of my inner existence invades my last waking thought. Once more this somber heart seeks you.. It seeks for you 'neath the silhouette of each sakura tree and in the slow rise of an iridescent moon over the horizon. It seeks for you through ashes, and embers of a sky's shooting star and through mist which spreads...

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Sombre clouds arise Cloudburst in the horizon Nightfall in the sky...

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Deadly Stars Gleaming Death Follows in their Sorrow Their Tears Cold and Hard...

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SOMBRE SWANS Once I could twitter like a lark at the world; now I must muddle my words with the immensity of granite; I have no more playoffs left to play with my sombre swans sashay through the perfidious hours like a shroud © Kim van Breda—26 June 2014...

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