Faded Poems - Poems about Faded

My older photo books sit on the bottom shelf. Sometimes I dust them off and look at every page. Revisiting the past through faded Polaroids reminds me of the changes wrought by time and age. I gaze upon the...Read the rest...

Sometimes the only solace to loneliness is the fading photographs around me... many pictures in black and white, some of them are in albums, some on the wall - in ornate frames, which I would never replace! The oxidized metal carries the...Read the rest...

A faded photo of his father all that’s left of the man A centerpiece in his son’s home ...Read the rest...

Click-click; just a fleeting moment in time, But I still recall as if yesterday, That warm summer afternoon quite sublime As you posed for me in that modest way. You sat on the grass, your skirt spread around, While, behind...Read the rest...

In the garden where memories play, A faded rose whispers soft goodbyes, Petals curling in gentle disarray, Crimson dreams lost beneath autumn skies. A faded rose whispers soft goodbyes, Once vibrant and bold, now dulled with...Read the rest...

Based on the song, Whiter Shade of Pale Sung By Glenn Hughes ___________________________ Faded Hue of Pale We twirled in a wild Spanish dance, spinning in circles on the floor, I was becoming white and ill. And all the people yelled for...Read the rest...

I am faded Vibing my friends At resto bar....Read the rest...

In the silent twilight of a faded night, I gaze at you with the eyes of my soul, Why don't you bend your lips towards mine and whisper all your secrets? Why don't you reveal the depths...Read the rest...

The heart of a man is a strong tower A haughty mind is their disguise Deceived by an unknown power All of their ways seem to be wise A flower is alone in the dark Searching for a...Read the rest...

Still stuck up in the page Where I can't escape From your words Deteriorating my worth Ain't it funny how I used to make you laugh Now I cry silently Have you forgotten The birds were meant to fly Not to stay with...Read the rest...

The flowers of my youth, may have long since given up, their struggle to bloom. But there is still beauty hidden behind these battle scars of age… ...Read the rest...

I’m stuttering on this facile analogy Like I’m tripping on dubious morality I’m lisping on my plain quizzicality Like I’m limping on roads to tonality I’m damaged. A marred good with no return...Read the rest...

Just on a whim I took a walk, following the trills of a lark Along new trails did I embark, not recognizing a landmark Fearing the worst, if truth be told, along unknown paths I had strolled The air touched me...Read the rest...

A touch of faded memory came alive with a familiar scent swept me off my feet created havoc ...Read the rest...

Alone he sat thinking of this of that whys and wherefores- His yesterdays faded now but alive ...Read the rest...