"sombreness" poems - Hello Poetry

Here come the formidable rains, An air of sombreness it decrees. With it, bringing-- Tears of the forgotten dead. Cleansing the earth of our influence.

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Jul 13, 2018

Jul 13, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC

Dostoevsky

Semblance of Rains

Here come the formidable rains, An air of sombreness it decrees. With it, bringing-- Tears of the forgotten dead. Cleansing the earth of our influence.

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I'm a scapegoat, sacrificed for all the slang and slander; the sinister sinners scar me, sickeningly. I'm bathing in this sombreness; my appetite is spoiled by the solemn wind. The future is sullied by those savages; now my outlook is sullen. I'm squirming, succumbing to the suffocation. My body and heart separate, and tomorrow you can plan my sepulture.

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Jun 7, 2011

Jun 7, 2011 at 7:16 PM UTC

colourful-courtney

Suicide

I'm a scapegoat, sacrificed for all the slang and slander; the sinister sinners scar me, sickeningly. I'm bathing in this sombreness; my appetite is spoiled by the solemn wind. The future is sullied by those savages; now my outlook is sullen. I'm squirming, succumbing to the suffocation. My body and heart separate, and tomorrow you can plan my sepulture.

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The first time I saw you, you we were 18 years old and you were in jean shorts You said I had cool hair and we agreed to start a band. I thought you were so hyper and that we could never have a sustaining friendship. But life's funny like that You told me of your dad Your hyperness; My sombreness Our delicateness; Our humaness We are girls too big for this world And the thing is: we didn't start a band but as we go through life we'll always have each other's hands Because we're scared as hell And you might have forgotten all the things you used to love But I'll be there to remind you as we're growing up

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Jul 9, 2015

Jul 9, 2015 at 9:50 AM UTC

littledeath

Jess

The first time I saw you, you we were 18 years old and you were in jean shorts You said I had cool hair and we agreed to start a band. I thought you were so hyper and that we could never have a sustaining friendship. But life's funny like that You told me of your dad Your hyperness; My sombreness Our delicateness; Our humaness We are girls too big for this world And the thing is: we didn't start a band but as we go through life we'll always have each other's hands Because we're scared as hell And you might have forgotten all the things you used to love But I'll be there to remind you as we're growing up

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When sadness reigns over our hearts, it makes us weak but in reality wounds only strengthen our skin we can now see the contrast between what we had and what we lost what we want and what we don't and the most beautiful poetry is created. Why is it that such sombreness inside can create a beacon of light in our words?

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May 17, 2014

May 17, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC

betweenthelines

Reign

When sadness reigns over our hearts, it makes us weak but in reality wounds only strengthen our skin we can now see the contrast between what we had and what we lost what we want and what we don't and the most beautiful poetry is created. Why is it that such sombreness inside can create a beacon of light in our words?

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I get a certain mindset when I put words to a screen Formality and sombreness there really is no need I worry over structure, I try to seem profound But all the really matters is how it's going to sound So now instead I'll jot it down the way the words appear The way I do when out with friends and only they will hear. I'll overcome the serious, just try to make it rhyme Even if that mean I have to fudge the final line.

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Dec 15, 2017

Dec 15, 2017 at 6:31 AM UTC

devi85

K.I.S.S.

I get a certain mindset when I put words to a screen Formality and sombreness there really is no need I worry over structure, I try to seem profound But all the really matters is how it's going to sound So now instead I'll jot it down the way the words appear The way I do when out with friends and only they will hear. I'll overcome the serious, just try to make it rhyme Even if that mean I have to fudge the final line.

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