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Paul Idiaghe Sep 24
as autumn plants her feet,
cities burst into smoke, shades
and silence, until I can only sit
& grieve as a ruby-dream fades

into the mist; tell me this is earth
breaking feasts to mark the birth
of our bond, tell me this remains
the season where hearts rain

like leaves as they, as we, fall
in love beneath golden trees
& we'll only need to loosen our all
to cling tighter than we please;

tell me that when the perils flee,
you'll return, arms open-- tell me.
Isabella Jul 8
There are different shades of darkness
in this wretched world.
From the boy who quivers all alone,
to the weak and humble girl.
There is darkness in this wretched land,
some darker than the rest.
For there’s darkness everywhere we stand,
to see the light we would be blessed.
To look beyond the daunting black,
to dance in darkness ‘til
the sun comes up and rises again.
But shadows stay dark, still.

There are different shades of darkness,
each unique to everyone.
So find the light within your hearts,
and always try to find the sun.

“There are different shades of darkness inside of everyone.
So look beyond the shadows, and seek for the sun.”
A poem I wrote 3-4 years ago🖤
Shades of green
Softly flow as lucid dreams
A pristine gleam
Rising heights towards the light
Gentle tones as canes bow
The air parts through yellow darts
Our periphery unseen

Sharp leaves and strength condensed
Where short roots shape new shoots
Support structures or weapons of war
To create beauty or destruction
The choice be yours
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
Amanda May 1
I am painting myself in shades of grey
Dipping the brush
Contouring away
Bright colors have no place here today
Just a simple expression of emotion
Oscar stuta Apr 27
I wanna talk to my women every second of every day.
I wanna be all over her face every minute.
I wanna vibe with her.
I wanna be able to tell her my deepest secrets and still be able to joke about it the following day.
I am a vibe and i love stealing kisses from your lips.

For your sake i will conquer any peaks and mountains.
I am ready for anything your soul wants.
When i met you for the first time i realized that you are my destiny.
Thats it is with you i must live this life.
It is you who will let me live and not exist.
Its your love that can save me from sadness.
Your care will always warm me.

To love you means to see the sun through the clouds.
To feel the heat even on cold evenings.
To hear music through the silence.
Giving you the gaze charm and charms.
It sparkles and shines so let it last forever.

Here i am standing in front of you.
Five centimeters from the long awaited kiss.
Imperious touch of the lips.
Heart palpitations heat in the lower abdomen.
A kiss on the tje neck can break the conditions shackles of my heart.
Oscar stuta Apr 27
Your slave cuncubine is looking forward to her sentence.
A gentle whisper.
A kiss running through her spine.

I would like to open up my heart to you.
But i lack the skills.
I am short for words.
Because my heart harbors so many good feelings towards you that the dictionary seems to short to express all this love.

I feel an immense and endless love for you.
Immensely cause it's almost impossible to measure it to anything.
Endless its our given name ir reassures us that it will endure all the winters ahead.

It will reach fall with a royal dignity of an oak tree.
This immense love is all yours.
It moves and targets my thoughts towards feelings and beauty.
With you plus the emotion that your existence and closeness brings me.

Make me capable of overcoming all the dangers and obstacles live may bring.
With you I'm unable to succumb to sadness and desperation.
You smile brings me trust and joy.
You turned out to be a part of my happy soul.
Yes my love you are the one that makes it happy.
Today i want tbe entire world sing it and i tell it to you how much my love is for you.
Its eternal and like a piano without sound.
You have won it. 🌹🌹🌹
Zack Ripley Nov 2019
Blue,  red, yellow, green.
So many colors and shades in which the world can be seen
Sometimes the Dead
by Michael R. Burch

Sometimes we catch them out of the corners of our eyes—
     the pale dead.
          After they have fled
the gourds of their bodies, like escaping fragrances they rise.

Once they have become a cloud’s mist, sometimes like the rain
     they descend;
they appear, sometimes silver like laughter,
to gladden the hearts of men.

Sometimes like a pale gray fog, they drift
     unencumbered, yet lumbrously,
          as if over the sea
there was the lightest vapor even Atlas could not lift.

Sometimes they haunt our dreams like forgotten melodies
     only half-remembered.
          Though they lie dismembered
in black catacombs, sepulchers and dismal graves; although they have committed felonies,

yet they are us. Someday soon we will meet them in the graveyard dust
     blood-engorged, but never sated
          since Cain slew Abel.
But until we become them, let us steadfastly forget them, even as we know our children must ...

Keywords/Tags: pale, dead, shades, shadows, fragrance, mist, vapor, fog, rain, forgotten, melodies, dismembered, tombs, graves, catacombs, sepulchers, mausoleums, graveyard, dust
From afar

With that elegance
Mystified simplicity
It's irony to
Wear the rainbow
Until the end of light

If the rain drop
Into the face
And you find no where
To hide
You will too, left
Black and white
As a mirror
To me

After all
The Color of your soul
Casts celestial vibes
No one resist
Without complimenting
"One of a kind"

Beauty fades
But not like yours

Genre: Experimental
Theme: Through My Eyes
Author's Note: Black is basic, I wear black to appreciate all the contrasting colors to regard everything beautiful.
How many more faces to see?
Different shades
Yet, to believe
I trusted one
Not so long ago,
Bearing my soul
Naked, in front of
Vultures in disguise
All I know,
Blindly sung my pain
Wounds throb time and again,
Reminding of my naivety
Once again,
Faces so innocent
But, evil thoughts
They sustain,
Catching us off guard
Every time
We grew back again,
A reality check
The evil still prevails,
Yet, to discover
Grey shades,
Mere puppet
What god’s create,
Hard to believe
They still breathe
Inflicting pain, they crave
How many different shades?
To proclaim
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