Veneer Poems - Poems about Veneer

whate'er the sun hunts up the sky is meant, as lace to grace the eye in dazzled dreams that dance a-sea and weep that fills the...

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Led by the nose, when will we learn That not all leaders are sincere Though heaven-sent they might appear Our trust they trample in return Then when their deeds reveal their game Our freedom’s gone; heads hang in shame. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -...

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~his strength~ Paul is a recent lone survivor of a plane crash. A few of...

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The flower wilting in the vase Fades to grey tho' once so bright, Beauty can but meet decay Just as day gives in to night. It's sweet veneer we look upon Yet beauty dwells upon the cusp, Given time 'tis all our fate Given time... we are but dust. Entry for Writing Challenge - Decay - Poetry Contest Sponsored by Constance La France. 23/9/2020...

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We were perfect, But I don't know what made it so. Now we're a disaster, And I don't know what happened. And it's as if that perfectness never existed Was never real Just some sort of veneer from an old table that we were under the whole time It looked pretty, but it was just a cover. That veneer chipped off It exposed us And now...

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Despondent, she stares in the mirror, hoping to see the girl of her youth. Yet, aging years have weathered her skin, and the sun's harsh light confirms the truth. Her wrinkles, masked by a coat of paint, she touches up whatever's peeling. And the false face staring back at her, reflects the distress she is feeling. A dab of powder fills in small...

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Let us take off the veneer the comforting illusion and cosy half-truth blow out the candles make a wish say a prayer prepare for letdown the purpose of poetry if rightly said and of satire certainly said is to strip off the veneer of comforting illusion and cosy half-truth and our job as I see it is up to you...

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In the dark I see you clearly Images your hardly Ever share with the world Why be gentle in the dark When others think you are hardened That your emotions Were extricated at birth Two complete opposites Gentle versus rough Stone faced With signs that if you smile In the daylight Your face might crack I see you smile all the time Behind closed doors Behind...

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~the satin doll~ had voluptuous curves, grandeur, ~the satin doll~ ...

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my facade has cracks you chipping the smooth veneer that used to protect...

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The Veneer A smile that just doesn't quite reach, the teeth gleam, while the eyes are dull and lifeless. These are the veneers that fill our world. We wander around, cheerfully greeting our enemies. Asking redundant questions that we dont care about the answers to. These are the veneers that fill our world. I'm gonna mean what I say. I'm gonna say what I mean. I'm gonna smile to...

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The thing about veneer is this: It blinds to the truth, Hides the real heart from sight Whilst shining like topaz and gold. The coating on a rotten tooth, The glister on decaying wood, The glaze on calorific cakes, The healthy gleam in contact lens eyes. The rosy sheen on those about to die of fever, The cosmetic touch on week-old corpses, The gloss of...

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