Unadorned Poems - Poems about Unadorned

falsified ashes uncharacteristic dust synthetic flashes artificial wind blows rust plainly...

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"Who knows what good company and beauty look like, sometimes it's just a feeling" Quote by poet Unequivocally beautiful Nothing to hide a soulful sweetness Attributes that can mess with my mind Darkness becomes you, as does light Ordinary, you are not Reaching into my psyche Nothing will ever be the same Everlasting impact, I am changed Daring to be different, for you...

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So unadorned is nature's gift to us with flawless forms of animals so pure. Their coats and faces stand out with no fuss, as nature does provide inborn allure. So unadorned- no false external signs to re-enhance the beauty they behold: their coats wrap them in intricate designs, and perfect faces stand out clear, and bold. Conversely, humankind must always dress in clothes adorned...

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“The suturing thread of the bejeweled hearts may snap, the shadow of love remains ornamented”- Quote by poet The indelible image etched in my memory, the tide of time couldn’t tow to the obscure sea. , In its shimmering shore on the satin sands of hue I engraved ornate lattice with pearls of love for you. The seraphic spectrum...

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Although the rose is unadorned by dew, rain or sun… she shines still brighter when all her work is done. ~ quote by poet If often seems that I’m like the gentle rose, When my limbs are pruned, my spirit thrives and grows. Like the rose, my deep roots are the foundation, For when my roots doubt, there is...

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"For loveliness needs not the foreign aid of ornament, but is when unadorned, adorned the most" - James Thomson She stood there unadorned, yet he loved her For she left his simple heart all astir Complicated she...

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“Unadorned is a heart that’s stripped of its beauty.” - Quote by poet She saw an empty room, A place that had lost its bloom, She walked through a...

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Thinking it sophisticated, he declared himself a sophist. Dwelling deep in Plato’s cave, he became learned in the shapes of shadows. Enamored by their dim dancing, he concluded there can be no truth. One day he realized that for this assertion to be true, it must be false, and if it is false, it cannot be true....

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**** I ask, Lord, help me live my life with mercy, and I promise to fill my days with acts of kindness; empathy to all, forgiveness will drip from my lips, I will be gracious, tender, for all my earthly days. O, Lord, I will speak with honesty and truth, with unvarnished, factual, authenticity and integrity; yes, my words will...

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I could Try something new To win the heart in you Adopt the healthiest methods Perfect the rhythms of a different tune Get crazy with a spice or two And conquer with esteem But then that wouldn’t Be me...

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The trees branches naked and unadorned are looking upwards soliciting help from the spring sunshine to warm its inner core Leaves sprouting reaching out for the weak warmth, instant beauty...

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Naked, skeletal, the forest shivers. Bark thickening in the wily wind. Unadorned the trees slumber on. Their limbs seeming to fight off the onslaught of nightmarish Winter. Twig tips claw avengingly at the sky and rake torn nails across windowpanes. Slumber soothes not the dreamer who waits in a frenzy of anguish for the kind covering of snow....

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