Stare Poems - Poems about Stare

Boomers watch flames in burning fires inside, They dream in vinyl, staring with eyes open wide. Some call this gaze: 'Lead paint glaze' of despair, It's the first move in the game of Generational Stare. Watch them stares; wait on, don’t be afraid, Each blank look is a frozen charade, With eye glazed over in blank despair, The soul is on pause,...

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The rose won’t pose, won't stay its will, It knows it can’t be forced to stay still. It sneaks movements between brush strokes, Breaking free of the painter's staring yokes. The lemon makes faces with bitter pride, It hides its shyness with a snide slide. Each subject plays a veiled charade, As each freeze-frame is displayed. The painter grabs what time would spill, To...

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I stare long at every face That looks like you Your are a mirage I come towards you Your body is a dejavu Of warmth Oh to touch it Oh to have you mine....

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Casting a blank stare, Into the corners of my mind. I AM to prepare, For what i might find. I AM to take care, Of what I have designed. I AM to be aware, Of what's keeping me behind. Darkness everywhere, I'm feeling so confined. Running through a nightmare, I'm pain, shame and guilt combined. Approach me if you dare, I'm your Mastermind. Silence fills the air, I'm running blind. A...

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• Such a charming fellow • With eyes a vibrant yellow • He'll stare you down • Often with a frown • Befriend him and you'll see he's quite mellow ...

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A breeze did slide in under eaves and stirred inside the air that grieves, my children grown my dreams have flown, alone I sit my rocking throne. My chair in front of window bare, I look… but husband’s soul elsewhere. Beneath my feet the floorboards moan, alone I sit my rocking throne. Each day I rock the same tic tock and change not...

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The sunlight spills across her hair, a river of spun gold, And I, like a moth drawn to a flame it cannot hold, observe her from afar, My gaze, a silent symphony, a melody that never leaves my heart, I wonder, am I allowed to look at her with such a tender, lingering start? Her laughter,...

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• One eye red and one eye blue • It's really something rare • People often curiously stare • For this is something new...

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I look into my mirror and I see I girl who is standing, staring at me Our eyes lock and it can’t be This girl is stressed, eyes filled with despair Falling into a pool of darkness without a care Drowning but not ready to gasp for air, I stare This girl is tired and broken and sad Choking on her...

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Fading breath, so slow, Winter's chill in hollow eyes— Could you stare at last?...

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I Stare Into the Water I stare into the water (The water stares back at me) In chime with Terra Mater; I expend no energy. Without a paddle or wind to sail, My prospects are unavailing; I restrain myself not to turn tail And so sit quietly, waiting. Better there were a rising storm That forces challenging the elements; Then I could stroke these listless arms And...

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Oh how I adore thine bronze gaze, As thy stare places me in a phase....

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Listen quietly to the dripping water. Hear it slow down drip by drip. When it stops it means that the ground is in settled order. An overflow of water does not exist. Now listen to the trees and the wind passing through them. Hear their sounds like a choir of varied tones. Concentrate to hear the birds all around...

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When he came back from the war So much different than before. He would sit and stare at the wall. Thinking there was nothing more. Do you know what I mean. Because nobody knew what he had seen When he decided to go to war Thought that he would just explore. He kissed her gently and said goodbye. Promised he’d be back, please don’t...

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I feel your cold stares colder than my body in this casket some cry others gossip at how I look how I'm dressed but it doesn't really matter anymore what people say about me I'm not here anymore to hear it or see the smirks of their hatred I'm resting now waiting for my new...

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