Dimly Poems - Poems about Dimly

(* = i) There’s a dimly lit house where a chicken sh*t mouse Hides in a hole from the man and his spouse He’s easy to please Just leave him some cheese And you won’t find a hole in your best Levi Strauss But it’s easy to see when it’s fait accompli And your new denim pants have a hole in one...

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Dimly breaks the sun light fights the hooded gray spiders die birds escape conquered leaves drop dead. Fear abounds for Victor Fall be on a bounty-seeking spree stripping strong trees to naked...

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deserted roadways conceal moaning and laments gas uprising price Written: May 20, 2022...

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A Foggy Mist and a Chilling Sound Walking down the dimly lit street, a foggy mist rising around my feet. Soon the fogs so thick, I can't see, walking blindly, by the river, that's running past me. Street lamps can just be seen, then I hear a scream. The intensifying fear of something so unholy, chillingly cold. Screams could be heard through the mist filled...

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Perhaps you saw it too. Yesterday, I saw multitudes of people on a runaway train. It appeared that their minds were in chains, as they cried in pain. I saw dejection on their faces, and they were longing for change. Their fears were clearly visible aboard the speeding locomotive. It was rolling downhill on a collision course, full speed ahead. It...

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Over blistering coats of grey The stars close their eyes and look away During days they turn off their lights While grey blends with the nights Above this dark, well-trodden dirt Their weary eyes remain alert The few bright, sparkling eyes Soon will learn to cut their ties Nature’s ripped, bloodied sash Loosely hangs under coats of ash Her knotted tangled...

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One dimly lit and shadow morn Outside all made of weather. A cor’d o’ blimey son was born Drooped in an angel feather. ‘Are you the lady of the lake?’ I asked in spectful tone. ‘The one with dodgy handlebrake And speeches like a phone?’ ‘Indeed I am that holy man.’ She answered all a sieve. And leaking me a secret word One she could only...

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A mirror grimy Dust, insect, fears, tears: my past Reflect his image....

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In a mirror dimly The image thou wilt see Is a trick of the eye, Which clouds reality. Thy soul is lost inside This specious looking glass. Such misplaced vanity, In time will surely pass. For time will have its day, And all shall feel it stir. An affliction bereft Of remedy or cure. If soul lies not within Thy woeful withered husk, What shall remain of thee When daylight...

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He walks down The dimly lit street of drug use His body and mind Take abuse Somewhere his mother waits Eyes turned inward Pain never abates How could this happen to me? What is it that I don't see?? This is my baby Born innocent and pure... Who stole him from me? Will this horror long endure? How do I reach out? What to say? How much pain, must I pay? God, give me strength, God, give me hope, God help my...

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