Bolt Poems - Poems about Bolt

...When the qualms of life disperses negative destiny has me final when confusion and anxiety and displacement Corrals me I'm in tensely surrounded I'm Unbound as I stopped and stand and breathe and loo......Read the rest...

...To awaken means to realize one’s own nothingness, that is, to realize one’s complete and absolute helplessness. As long as a man is not horrified at himself, he knows nothing about himself. Through ......Read the rest...

...The Wizard went place to place In the shadows for disguise A wicked smile on his face And manic prism eyes A crooked hat on his head And a serpent for a staff The master of fear and dread......Read the rest...

...Life, a stage under a star-studded sky, where shadows dance and dreams breathe, one letter carved the difference between knighthood and nighthood. Knighthood, an induction into the realm of ho......Read the rest...

...Well come on in, I'll bolt the door, Excuse the dog mess, on the floor, Let's get this one bar fire to roar, Coffee's still warm, so I'll just pour, Oat meal biscuits? go on take four, Money tro......Read the rest...

...Eyeless it manifested from the depths of the abyssal darkness of the woods. Hide reflective more muscle almost fleshless ribbon peeled back skull necklace. Limbs contort and pop grotesque as it mov......Read the rest...

...One day, a bird will fly….. One day, a bird soaring high in the sky, will be, she, in possibility Never to return in a neverland sky, decisive in nominative totality One day, a bird soaring high......Read the rest...

...I'm searching for a poetry that’s a hotbed of immense danger, A spell that unleashes deep fear into every soul. I want poetry that shakes the universe of old ideas, Banned in bookstores, sites, an......Read the rest...

...Black and white rainbow with tornado eyes spinning spotting hard on a lightning bolt; Such electricity in a slow dance; Rhythm picks up with the darkening skies lingering on finger tip’s gentle......Read the rest...

...I suppose the blows from your dark fist gets softer with time spent running for my life I mean your face seems to fade a little bit more when I’m sitting in mass or singing in the choir......Read the rest...

... The sun, resplendent in its blazing might, Burns fiercely o'er a barren, lifeless waste, A desert dry and vast where earth is scorched By searing radiation, deathly bright. No sign of life bu......Read the rest...

...You will regret me I said waveringly not realizing the seriousness of the words just spilt out over my tired lips you will regret not treating me the way you treat other girls for is my worth com......Read the rest...

...Birthday Poem to Myself by Michael R. Burch LORD, be no longer this Distant Presence, Star-Afar, Righteous-Anonymous, but come! Come live among us; come dwell again, happy child among men— m......Read the rest...

...If a year ago someone told me that the American youth will burst on history's stage with unbounded courage, and lift their heart to a new great awakening, I'd say "sweet dreams." But, oh my god,......Read the rest...

...The cold breeze on my face. Treetops whooping it up. The wild swoosh of wind. The first bolt of lightning and crackle of thunder… My dad remembers several feet of snow - a wall of solid whit......Read the rest...