Dry Out Poems - Poems about Dry Out

...You were born too old it was always too late nothing could be done to change your state you needed to hide from life you always had a complain and for you I was too wild and I needed to be tam......Read the rest...

...Our inception was a mystery "A big bang theory" Some suggested " A Super being" above the clouds" Some lamented we watched the creatures debate over our existence Born in a family of ten......Read the rest...

...We played a game amongst twisted trees Then studied the decaying river bank And as we crouched down onto our knees Our paper boats sailed away and sank We rolled around the blades of grass So......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...

...Three hours to the rooster's clock Staring at the pile of blue ticks of yester-hours Staring so hard, as to discover the colour blue Wondering if it was him or you? Three hours after Still ......Read the rest...

...Oh Caroline! Caroline My heart never ceased to beat tears continue to trickle down my cheeks And my lips still quiver, Tremble at the mention of you I reach out to you Hold my hand, please! ......Read the rest...

...Today the sun has hidden Its warmth in the foggy mist A clever way to fool humans And creatures that it is going to rain Humidity rises but still it’s gray And dry a nonessential creation The ......Read the rest...

...Honeyed sunlight drip to dry candy; Sweet of rain softens on your tongue; Suckling the sugared taste nectar takes hungry lips on a carnal ride; Salacious drops lowered lids, one more please.......Read the rest...

...I see blood gushing out of his chest and I stood at the corner and take a deep breath, they have been exchanging gunfire for more than nine hour and he has taken down a hundred and twenty men with a......Read the rest...

...I know that I have died before— once in November, once in June. How strange to choose June again, so concrete with its green breasts and bellies... The city of Ia?i will not mind. At night, the ......Read the rest...

...She showers, She falls, She drenches us... But she shows off a rainbow... She shines, She bursts, She burns us sometimes... But she lets the gentle breeze blow... She mak......Read the rest...

...Running with Rex I rowed a boat into a lake, to clear my head from feelling addled. I forgot my big brown dog Rex, but after me he paddled. A loyal shadow in the water, but my eyes just looked a......Read the rest...

...III. Ecological Awareness In this fragile eggshell I will call life for security's a mirage I chase. Existence is a gamble I take a wild and desperate gamble......Read the rest...

...Just a bit of black pepper As your breath brushes against my neck, Dangerously close. Don’t forget the heavy cream You whisper gently in my ear. My knees slightly shaking as I stir You passi......Read the rest...

... Stolen from Persian shores, whilst warm within my cocoon, all that remains is saltwater memories, where sorrows flow in slow motion through drops - invisible, but glowing. Eyes gaze in awe......Read the rest...