Ashen Poems - Poems about Ashen

they called her cinder, called her dust a girl to scorn, a thing to crush but embers sleep and coals still burn and wicked hands will take their turn she sewed her gown from moonlit screams spun silver thread from shattered dreams the glass upon her feet was red from all the tears her hands had bled the ball was bright, a golden...

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Under the ashen sky of a forgotten era, Where the pseudo-man hides his dreams beneath the cloak of silence, We wear paper masks in our puppet dance, Each movement traced by invisible strings, Public opinion, a cold wind that lifts and lowers us, An unseen hand whispering the illusion of choice, In a theater of shadows where truth loses its light, And...

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bare the foliage of trees petals crumbling… split from bones ghosts of maples hanging low, ashen backdrop tilts ...

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Ashen faced Prometheus aghast at inferno gone awry Whether arsonist at fault or confluence of ripe conditions triggering perfect firestorm, the titan of fire beside himself with misery, though no fault of his own the raging bullish conflagration a taste of inescapable hell synonymous with the outer limits of the twilight zone, where mercurial Venusians ply their devil may care attitude with pitchforks stabbing the sheltering...

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Behold the world, encased in trembling fear, Where whispers choke beneath a gilded chain. The cries of truth fall mute, unheard, unclear, While tyrants feast upon the meek in vain. The streets are rivers, flowing red with plight, As hunger gnaws upon the soul's frail thread. The flames of greed consume the faintest light, And silence wreathes the dirge for dreams long...

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Endless steps upon the ashen path, Each footfall echoes in the aftermath. A world of shadows, fire long grown cold, Yet onward you walk, alone but bold. You rise from death, though hollowed inside, A soul once bright now seeks to hide. The weight of curses, the loss of light, Yet still you press on through the endless night. Memories fade, like whispers...

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First one in everyone knows, Last one in the one everyone tip toes. Thirsts something everyone knows, Glass out for a drink but nobody passed the hose. Is dying living forever, Who really knows? Breathing in fire, Singing to see the ashen snows. I’m trying to live until whenever, Only the tombstone will ever really know....

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Daddy's specter plectrums mercilessly Fraying my nerves raw with oxidized guitar strings. my thoughts relentlessly hemorrhage onto clay vinyl grooves s p i n n i n g endless nights of suffocation. a midnight jazz wail lacerates the void of your absence. notes gnaw through bone marrow ravenous maggots in the corpse of our love. Chords violently crash splintering my fractured vertebrae a car wreck in slow motion. plucking the frayed synapses of my misfiring modal limbic brain. feel...

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Drinking in ink Black of raven eyes I spy a Stars demise Racing to Razor edge of reality Somethings are lost in my gloom The burn of sulfur looms Their coming doom The reek of things left undead, unseen With jaded eyes and thorns of onyx black My thoughts are cold and burned in the blast My thoughts crash Die as they drift far far...

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On Ashen Sands And Violet Skies Hues of ashen sands meet violet skies, An azure horizon in their midst lies, Bound in natures quiet spell, Drinking in the divine beauty as well, Transfixed I sit by my window sill, Captured in the web of quiet thrill, As I serenely sit by, Venus dips lower in the sky, As the hues subside I see it...

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beneath ashen skies i walk on though the shadows of darkened days where in life's game i am the pawn moving about within its haze i shift about as if strided beneath ashen skies i walk on in shallow steps my feet guided towards the depths of unlit dawn with clouded masks and tears now drawn i steadily trudge through this mist beneath ashen skies...

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on the edge of the dunes amidst the bends of grass i wait for you i hear the whisper of winds echo through the chambers of my heart as it beats with the same hollow scorn as the ocean against sands i see the folds of violet skies blossoming against the horizon in the voids of sun before its rise its darkness blends with my thoughts i hear my cries carried on wings of...

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ASHEN CRUMBLE Shores crushed by dawn Disturb not the earth dragon’s sleeping twin sister demon from her slumber Scars run from the insides of the elbows to the wrists Torn by shards of broken glass from a mirror older than age Step out into the sun, teary eyes no matter the sleep Pleasant dreams of darkness, and fog, and rain, and...

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So, it is obsession? Thieves in the night come to steal me away Nightingales shriek, cries clear as day And here, in my posession The memories that made me this way. Or could it be passion? Snow falls but there's no purity anymore What once sparkled is leaving me sore The white snow now sickly and ashen I've never been this bitter before....

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Against That Pale And Ashen Cold Gray Sky Dark colors of oak branches spreading high, beds of Autumn's fallen leaves are resting. Against that pale and ashen cold gray sky, Nature is contemplating and testing. Winter waits its rebirth in sweet repose, Passing days yield to time's eternal ways; Clouds cast forth water from heavenly hose Soaking high forested hills, filling...

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