Whiter Poems - Poems about Whiter

I skipped the light fandango, as I walked across the night turning cartwheels upon a sky lit floor. I was feeling kind of sea sick, as the stars cried out with roar the ceiling flew away and so I soared, a little more (pause) ...

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This is not for any contest especially since I like better versions than the one sung by Glenn Hughes which is not much to my liking. Furthermore, this is more in the region of commenting on the song rather than writing a poem about it. The music of "A Whiter Shade of Pale" was composed...

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To be anything more than what it is To be anything more than who you are To be anything more than what’s been said To be anything more —than anything more (Dreamsleep: August, 2022)...

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On Resurrection Day, when my spirit is born again, me gon be wearing saintly garments whiter than virgin snow from the firmament falling down below In the purifying breeze that gently blow, me gon be making snow angels to cleanse my body and soul Come salvation day, ain’t gon be no prickly pain from cotton picking Me will be given rest from labors of toil vexing Dressed in holy attire, whiter than...

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I'm a sinner, and my, my soul is red But then God looked upon me My God washes me, God wash me White as snow, He washes me white as snow He come unto me, makes my body whole As my being is red from my sins My God washes me, God wash me White as snow, He washes me white...

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Jesus frees If you will believe Cast away your wondering around in your dark past Start traveling along His lighted path you will see that Jesus frees If you will believe I started my journey as a black sheep in the fold always rolling in the wrong direction So I was starved for affection I was abandoned by the fold Instead of...

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Washed in the blood of the Lamb In your presence Lord I am Whiter than snow, Lord I thank you so I am washed in the blood of the Lamb. And my soul rejoices in my God For great things He has done for me Saved by His grace I am what I am I am washed in the blood of the...

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I've been told, I'd be the white spot, On a set of pure white sheets, Last blood test came up, 40% Budweiser I am told, I will surely be well pickled, No matter how many years old, The waiter brings a tray, We call out for more drinks, All that I gotta' say, That this life surely stinks....

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