Poems About: SILVER

In this page, poems on / about “silver” are listed.
  • 1.
    GOLDEN GATE'S HAIKU

    silver date
    silver fate
    silver skate
    silver straight read more »

    Nicolas GRENIER
  • 2.
    Silver Tear Drop, Crying

    Moonlight shatters
    The crystals disperse
    Flakes of winter
    Fright's curse read more »

    Oves Anwar
  • 3.
    Where's The Silver?

    Colors, colors everywhere
    Colors all around

    Reds and purples and blues are there read more »

    Tyler Mason
  • 4.
    Silver

    Silver is a wonderful element,
    A fierce wonder, much honoured;
    And its help is great, forever,
    And forever. I give in to silver. read more »

    Naveed Akram
  • 5.
    Silver Birds

    Silver birds
    getting ready to fly
    red, white and blue
    it's our pride in the sky read more »

    White Tiger
  • 6.
    Silver

    There are clouds that hang
    silver-grey in the air,
    before the winter sun
    gives its first rays read more »

    Gert Strydom
  • 7.
    Silver Is Metal Used To Kill Demon Souls

    gold gold is the fever metal
    for the love of gold shining in their eyes
    men resort to violent base morals read more »

    Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
  • 8.
    Silver Is Granted Power Over Evil

    silver silver is redemption metal
    thirty pieces of silver payment
    price for betrayal of prophet Christ read more »

    Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
  • 9.
    Silver

    Slowly, silently, now the moon
    Walks the night in her silver shoon;
    This way, and that, she peers, and sees
    Silver fruit upon silver trees; read more »

    Walter de la Mare
  • 10.
    A Pearls Worth

    Silver pearls fall down her skin
    She knows she must do it for she can't stay strong
    For all she has to do is count to ten
    She knows he's always wrong read more »

    Bethany Maxwell
  • 11.
    Silver Strands

    I found some silver strands resting on my pillow
    Old Mother time taunts me, like dreadful weeping willow
    I found more silver long strands dancing on my shoulder
    Yes, constant sad reminder; I’m much much older read more »

    lecie Bailey Jackson
  • 12.
    icing

    They started an avalanche
    Their endless arguments purer next door
    She whispers smiles with a sprained ankle.
    Housekeeping steps passed the stranded hall read more »

    jonathan Juarez
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