Covering Poems - Poems about Covering

...I'm willing to worship Any girl that calls me a name other than disgusting The world is progressive But it has not moved forward I turn to face the linoleum, saying, ......Read the rest...

...Unafraid of domestic terrorist threats simply because I refuse to allow abuse of power extort my American poetry impersonate me what a freak of nature jay Townsend Johnson Henry arrived w......Read the rest...

...“Why am I here?” ‘Because you are not there.’ ___*___ Oh grey dawn, you do still hide so Glinting through an approaching fog I see you vaguely lying there, behind Dormant, still sleepy ......Read the rest...

...On a call heard from the Father On my way, I am on my way Settle for nothing Always above things That bring us down No longer lost, but found And I’m walkN Just short of runiN And I’......Read the rest...

...A rush of cold air blows over my skin stirring deep emotions within, and pushed the solitude of hope through the door and anchors the destiny of truth upon my battered soul. The open trenches of l......Read the rest...

...I believe in what’s seen and unseen Thee unseen terror attack on private personal information carried out after several attempts on my life Gargano Jay Townsend Johnson Henry Catrina Bell Donaldson T......Read the rest...

...PETRICHOR* With a gentle gliding, The wings of her purple poncho flapping, My delicate little lady rides Her once-in-a-while fine mood. My purple poncho flaps, too, Like a huge and unrestrain......Read the rest...

... Teardrops fell… years of hurt and pain, encased in those little pearls of suffering and passion, ......Read the rest...

...Everything one has forgotten cries for help in the dream. In the depths of the night, where darkness spreads its wings like a velvet mantle, I float through the restless ocean of my thoughts, where......Read the rest...

...We sat at a bench near a wide big meadow. While seeing the dog drinking some water from the lake not hearing him drinking at all, the leaves were playing cello. Red Bull I held in my hand. ,,you s......Read the rest...

...What a differences a day makes It's always special Spending time with you You makes it that way Together playing Or when we snuggle What a differences a day makes Spending time with you You......Read the rest...

... And you didn’t make me I formed myself From the periodic table with a little help You added slurs and blackened my milk Turned me into a scapegoat and my flesh to filth And you nev......Read the rest...

... From bright sunshine to dark caves From cozy cradle to forlorn graves From autumn gloom to spring bloom ......Read the rest...

...My name is Ocean. If you listen, you will hear me speak. but you must listen carefully, or you will hear nothing but the cacaphony of my waves and tumbling pebbles at the shore. Open your m......Read the rest...

... If the sun married the rain - It would become a rainbow (quote by poet) This aquamarine aquarium is a prismatic prison, reflecting a reality of a pseudo persona and I've become tired from pret......Read the rest...