Defoliated Poems - Poems about Defoliated

... "As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia be......

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... In the frozen air and frost gripping the malachite meadow within the mystique mask of the arctic dawn, defoliated lone tree wrapped by dismal melancholy, stands static as shadowless se......

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... The cascading stream murmurs mystically as it flows across the pulsating plateau, and through the swathing sprawling forest, fostering emerald opulence to the ultimate, that splashes silve......

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... In the misty milepost of the penultimate pathway, at the faded fringe of the future obscure, the waning tune of vibrant chromatic strings of the setting sun in the twilight zone, reverbe......

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... The incisive probe of insight dissects my life’s stratum of delusion, the shards of shattered pretense scatter as discarded debris, the mind reminds itself to forget. The blizzard of di......

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... The first light I saw, flashed in the first month of the year, the epitome of rotational time transition, and the harbinger of hopeful new beginning, symbolized by the novelty of Je......

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... The zephyr in dainty dusk ruffles sunk sun’s sequins, ripples the radiant facade of the placid pond, where on the lilting lap of a silken lotus leaf, floats forlorn, rolls restless, a rain d......

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... The trees absorb autumn’s color explosion, paint the leaves with crimson and gold patina, know the ballet of hues doesn’t last, gets lost in the haze of winter air. The gilded leaves leave ......

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... The cloud flotilla of lilacs slowly slides away across the misty screen shifting from the twilight sky. The beguiled birds bathe in the dome of blushing bay, in the fl......

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... A simple toy mother gave me on my sixth birthday, the best gift I ever got. Its gentle turn creating changing color design, and shifting patterns, mesmerized me, filled my transfixed chi......

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... In the dreaming domain of dainty dawn gentle zephyr flows, ripples the radiant facade of the placid pond, where on the lilting lap of a silken lotus leaf, floating forlorn, rolls re......

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... lucent glow of longing turns into spring-suffused exuberant spectrum paints fresco of floral splendor on canvas of my chromatic life ......

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... On the weary wings of winter the northern winds depart disheartened, their harsh whisper in the frozen air the frost-fastened barren boughs hear, “wait, you’ll listen the sweet music soon,......

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... When the opaque nights were starless, and the depressing days desolately cloudy, the journey through the tortuous valley of life wasn’t easy as it was meant to be. When the wilted flowers......

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... The chilled whisper of the northern wind floats in frozen air with the finesse of ballerina snowflakes, attuned to the rustle of the frosted leaves inertly aligned, serenading the my......

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