Tags poetry
BlanketA Poem by Alexis RikkeA poem about moving on |
Honey And LightningA Poem by Mike DaviesHoney And Lightning by Mike on Scribd |
Waiting For The Start Of The New YearA Poem by OhiomanIn this free verse poem, a man goes to check on his wife and sees that she has discovered a new way to celebrate the New Year. |
Insanity TransfixedA Poem by CrimsonHintsMy heartbeat’s irratic; caught in the static,Of memories’ past.Lungs inhale dreams, nightmares in seams;Don’t let it last.Believing .. |
I ForgetA Poem by CrimsonHintsI forget about the stars we saw in the fields of Indiana,And our golden laughter bellowing from inside our chests.I don’t remember our nights in.. |
Violet HazeA Poem by CrimsonHintsMy wings are shackled to these aching flashes.How can I breathe until this torrent passes?A deep violet haze creeps through my bones,Turning my blood .. |
HerA Poem by CrimsonHintsHer smile was forged in starlight,But she had her fingers on my throat.I wrote rose-scented love letters,But my hands shook when I wrote.Her eyes capt.. |
I Saw Them in the HollowA Poem by CrimsonHintsThe air hangs heavy in my throat,Falling like lead into my chest.My eyelids flutter unwillingly,Baited by the thought of rest.With a car crash jerk to.. |
The Gentle Showers of my AgonyA Poem by CrimsonHintsMy skin is soft from the gentle showers of my agony.Perplexed; my thoughts run to the soothing corners of my mind. Why must I suffer from your flaming.. |
CouncilA Poem by CrimsonHintsThere is sleeping thunder in the linings of my throat. My eyes emit the embers buried beneath bone.You wear your dead eyes with pride whilst patting y.. |
JannieA Poem by CrimsonHintsHey there girl with your eyes so low,What has caused you this pain?There’s a smile hidden beneath that frown,And some sunshine in all that rain... |
GoodnightA Poem by CrimsonHintsThe memory of your tiny feet,Patter to your door.Dare I think to take a peek,To remember anymore.There you lay with your dreary head;Heaven’s an.. |
Falacy of LifeA Poem by MattWritesThe promises of youth did not show me life A world without struggle nor strife As the world took me in The worst just star.. |
The Rusting of WordsA Poem by DrippingSkies“We move on and live / while it gets thrown in the dust.” |
These WordsA Poem by k.s.these words,will stand for mewhen my legs forgetthey can stand.when my voiceforgets it canspeak. these words,will save thesoulsof the lost. |