Throned Poems - Poems about Throned

...This heart~ a lovesick talisman f l a r e s fallen sparks, seeking Mayan glyphs of hope amidst layered lace of halcyon, illuminated with tears of black diamonds, for the empires ruined ......

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...When the dusk bleeds epitaph roses, and the blackbird sings wilted elegies, I search for a glimpse of gold beneath tender ingrains of soundless te......

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...“If, to speak my truths, I bleed these syllables, let the wind ferry them to a moon-kissed shore, for I am a caged rose dreaming in deafening darkness” Quote by Poet I......

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...When the sky is a sequestered sanctuary, and the clouds croon for sinking star-beams, listen to the euphoric hymns of silence, for seething storms throned beneath rainbow castles sha......

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...A mirror never reveals fallen secrets sewn with soulful sequins; time unmutes raven melodies within, tawny tunes of truth~ I once spoke in colorful dialects. Now, I trust just the......

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...As the sky weeps in periwinkle petals of multicolored roses, rinsed in lemons, and lavender, the poet within me releases a bougainvillea bouquet of unfiltered gratitude, swaying to th......

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...I gaze beyond the silver winged heart of twinkling twilight, lost within metaphors in warm cashmere bows of midnight. Whilst lava lamps for lost souls f l i c k e......

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...When the mirror of life is a gossamer film, veiling v i n t a g e polaroids that reflect inner turmoils, look beyond the electric s p a r k s. T......

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...I gaze beyond the sky of sapphires, waiting for a spark of sailing light, listening to the balmy breeze~ they kiss the rays of silver, with tales of my eclipsed past. May......

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...I was cursed with ink intoxicating blank canvases with toxic scribbles, releasing twisted tales of suppressed troubles. I was a forsaken ebony rose in satan's grasp, kneeling on ungod......

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...He is silence, crowned in rosy rhymes, sprinkling balmy rain upon frail flowers. misunderstood, yet beneath his armor, is the selfless moon, bestowing starlight. when darkn......

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...I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. I think I made you up inside my head. -Sylvia Plath I see no reason to rhyme, but an aching heart......

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...The caged bird sings with a fearful trill, of things unknown, but longed for still, and his tune is heard on the distant hill, for the caged bird sings of freedom- Maya Angelou Reali......

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...Throned green eyed rat in golden trap of cheesy poo he rules like a king ......

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...Nestled with the glittering elements, I ponder the immortality of the senses— my lucidity twirls, as pirouetting flakes through sapphire mist amidst cyanic windstorms, drifting like arctic emb......

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