Leaf Poems - Poems about Leaf

Life is like a leaf Staying in high Staying in the middle Slowly by seasons It changes it colors Then, shows its beauty Lastly, when the time comes Well done, well drop....

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 s h a p e me ~   with nautilus shells, shimmering like shifting shadows in sultry silence          across hermit shores  where the inked silhouette  of the cerulean siren    dawns as...

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Do I call it an unhealthy obsession? The insanity of my restless mind? A picture-perfect story, unsuited for the frame But would it be too much to ask for? To record every laugh of yours To capture every fleeing second of your frame To hear your voice on an endless loop, To love you a little more and then again...

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In a late autumn, when the last leaf sways on the branch of fate, I have not learned to love, only to possess, to capture in threads of connections, Fragile yet unyielding ties, a dance of possession that knows not love, It's more than obsession, yet not quite possession, an enigma without answer. I do not let feelings live...

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Leaf Descends Crimson curl Brittle breath breaks Bending into dark No breeze strong enough now Burdened boughs won’t bear the weight Scarlett cry clings to cracked silence The final flutter of fading hope One is leaf left, lost in its spiral fall. Frost cannot hold the murmur of the roots. What breaks down returns to form again. Budding growth awaits light's return To flourish, they must lie...

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Who am I? I'm that star in the sky that remains when all the other stars have run away I'm the last raindrop that dances on the rooftop at the end of a stormy day I'm that leaf that clings to the tree when the other leaves have accepted their fate I'm the last second of that minute of that hour that urges the...

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I am naked. _bare_ my hands (_)Whose trace are these wounds? I am naked. [naked] prominent blue grooves, - Green, - Blue, - Red! Red whispers(./:) on your skin crawls _my skin_ Is pale(.) your skin(,/.) Stretches _sketch_ [sleepy] - are you dead - are you? - you dead? my skin(!/?) I draw a line. _grooves_ [groove] are you (…/?) Red pours. Pours (./?) _Pouring_ Hanging. Burning. _flow_ The flow of the artery in the groove of my skin. [Soil] I was sleeping. What color was the soil? do you know? are you… red...

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Lone, tall, verdant wobbling leaf Strong autumn gales come Immovable, unbending...

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I’ll be here right beside you in the darkness when you call. I’ll be the one who makes sure that the last leaf doesn’t fall. I’ll be here watching over you though all others are gone. I’ll be here though you’ve lost the strength and will to carry on. I know that it’s your darkest hour. I know it’s hard to see. I...

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Quote By Poet "March will start Spring off with a big smile." March is a great time of the year, St. Patrick's Day they serve green beer. Four leaf clovers bunnies are hopping, let's go green dress shopping. Pretty flowers are now blooming, the green grass needs grooming....

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flashed autumn’s trees, the limbs gray leaves crunching quietly, like a feeling being crushed, crumpled lost dreams who compel me to see the grief the nostalgia – graceful as a still light falling, aching, engraving hope into the heart, hesitating so I know the music of a thought who hears joy flowing on the echoes grieving for the past, where love could last but never, on...

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A soft breeze blows a leaf It scuttles and scurries across the porch Brown and shriveled, looks a bit like an oak leaf Dead, yet still able to move in the wind I can hear another hearty gale from the west I wait for the leaf’s next performance As she slides across the porch my puppy chases her...

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Identical to a water droplets in a leaf caused by rain, tears inside an eye also drops as sorrowness gain. As thing get added, clear precious blood flooded. Heaviness of unshed tears becomes unwieldy, gradually drops as reflex tear hefty. As things seems difficult to be blown, the tears slip progressively on its own. where the eyes seems to be in grief, as water...

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Joy’s like dewdrops on lotus leaf If you know not life’s subtle brief. It’s dawn if I open eyes, If not, a darkling night, The wise whose sun would not rise, There reigns enduring blight All along, life of buts and if, Joy’s like dewdrops on lotus leaf. Life’s echo spreads no far Like haply chirping birds, As footsteps on sands are, As on...

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Every morning i grow up and define a bedouin Arabian i grow up and he remains the same, before the hazre aswad A tear and smile A TR, IU and then Triumphant Alas! Mina muse the leaf a!...

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