Orange Poems - Poems about Orange

A man who thinks he’s king Being elected is the thing There is a Mighty deserving Heavenly King Orange turning the White House as a personal castle Executive orders like a treason Confusing world doesn’t know the reason Orange wants people to think his way If you don’t follow his way, you separately estray Decisions after decisions is a must listen Verbal attacks after...

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War's been with us since time began Part of our heritage, part of man We must adapt Not be trapped Say NO to The Orange Man's ugly plans ...

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Ugly Orange Shutters It’s ½ past midnight when I ease my 1989 white Nissan Sentra into the long driveway of Horseshoe Rd. A decade past its prime but its engine is still strong. I’m late, but no one ever waits up. The lights are off, but the moonlight reflects an abnormal glow off the ugly orange...

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A broken heart Shattered dreams Leads to a life full of pain and misery A lost soul Forever forgotten Drifting Away Spun like cotton Experiences learned New process begins As the world turns The hot sun The cool moon Rise and fall Leaving afternoon burns with night brawls Knowing the trauma from it all Feeling the...

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Loud is the whistling wind my freckled face friend Short hair red fire traces toothy grin with braces Skin white and fair temper quick to fear likes playing sports like a guy kinda sorts Just one of the guys thinking she's a girl unwise but as a few summers went nature had an event Her hair long and bright her smile perfect teeth of white Freckles looked so pretty her...

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it wasn't a pretty sight extreme sun exposure turned his skin a vibrant hue somewhere on the spectrum not quite painful blue posted on March 22, 2025...

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She hung fat on a citrus tree, sprouting like a hip jut, like the tall grass and itch weed. The sweating sun drunk her up and splaid ‘er bare, sliced her clean open before the pecking birds could close in. An orchard is a sea side, so if the ships could, they would swashbuckle the great ocean of trees and lick the...

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I was worried they’d paint the house brown Or red or green or blue. I couldn’t even imagine They’d turn it into something new Now they’re ripping up the floorboards Like your absence tore my heart. It’s as though every nail they place Tears us further apart. 300 miles plus an extra six feet, 3.5 hours turned into four. But we never make...

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Zaila. Can’t make a Nickname out of that, But oh you can, Super-Z, you ‘member that. I rather not, There isn’t much to remember, I didn’t live much. Oh, but that coffee table, Mhm, yeah, I know the one, The one I’d play dolls under with my cousin, With Barbies too big to fit in my toy car, Then you remember how dark It’d get in...

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japanese chickens produce for bright orange egg yolks carotene diet off putting maybe salmonella neutralized safe and edible...

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I ate a tangy orange today— its honeyed nectar pulled me back, to the orchard, where the air danced with citrus and sunlight. That tangy, sweet fragrance brought back a rush of memories: childhood days of spraying peels, stinging our eyes, saying, “It’ll make your eyes brighter,” each sting a playful dare. I see my mother now, drying the peels on the windowsill. What spell was...

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A little bird whispered, soft yet clear, ?Truths I never wanted to hear. ?Echoes of laughter, sharp like knives, ?Behind my back, they carved their lies. Once we were twenty, a vibrant crew, ?Now I’m alone, the sky's gone blue.? Faces I trusted, hearts turned cold, ?Stories of betrayal, cruel and bold. After the grind of a long school day, ?I found the words...

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Orange is zesty and pretty Thrilling but not as cocky as red It looks terrific next to blue Or green, yellow, and pink It is my go-to-color I have a bit of it in every room Making me feel alive and happy It brings me joy no other color ever has I had an orange sweatshirt when I was twelve I looked fabulous in...

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The tree looked magnificently gaudy I gave and received some off beat gifts some wanted others highly inappropriate we gorged on strange dips and orange chocolate. Wishing you a happy birthday, tinseled Jesus now blow out those candles into your wish....

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Orange is the color of leaves as they fall during fall Orange is the color of autumn. Orange is the color of pumpkins on a cool night. Orange is the taste of orange chicken at the chinese buffet. Orange is the sound of pumpkin spice candles being sparked. Orange is the sound of the loran on...

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