Feed Poems - Poems about Feed

... "The Lux" we entered The Club danced our way along lines trialled sentences all written towards Light the Dark called us all in we thought we were like laureates......Read the rest...

...The moment lingered When I saw daybreak In the eastern cloudy sky Gold, soft yellow, red surprise The moment lingered......Read the rest...

...he would have known or suspected that smooth beauty he kissed so often, had a different side that he did not reach, scales that glistened in the darkest of nights, under the lights of distant sta......Read the rest...

...My heart yearns for something that is bigger than me and my spirit keeps searching for it, it is not buried in the sand by the sea but it is somewhere beyond hills waiting for me. The sun is shin......Read the rest...

...I’m flying here and flying there to prey on others in the air. I am forever on the feed for lots of energy I need. As carnivore I eat live meat. The vulture bee is special treat for it ea......Read the rest...

...Under the cemetery of falling stars, beneath veils of eternity, The end of any affair is death. She is my sanctuary, An evanescent eye, slipping through the magical veil, Far from the tribe of my ......Read the rest...

...Under the vault of eternal stars, where strings of light sing the ballads of infinity, Two kinds of people are born, woven into the fabric of the cosmic destiny, Most people are those who cannot th......Read the rest...

...Beneath old floorboards I reside, from where I wander far and wide I climb cavities in each wall taking great care so I don’t fall. The family here are Jack and Jill and their baby by name......Read the rest...

...There's an eerie feel to the air A sign of impending storm All is quieter, still, Until the birds' row begin to form The bird's row on the garden fence Wanting their turn to feed ......Read the rest...

...I sleep in each day until *noon, My *mum says I live on the moon, If I think a day’s good *deed, Is to *eye a Facebook feed, Than to *peep outside of my room.......Read the rest...

...Insipid be the bounty, lain before the masses. Languishing are those the ravenous harasses. Mortals just morsels to a hunger never sated. Fear laden blood keeps who feeds intoxicated. The crazed ......Read the rest...

...I bleed poetry to heal through midnight confessions. Mistress’s ink does not seek your caramelized validation; it has no desire to please your feed of presumed perfection. I’ve never......Read the rest...

...The sting in my throat when I swallow that pill You know the pill.... that they say is hard to swallow The knot in my stomach and my heart As my mind replays the hurt , the neglect ,that I just ......Read the rest...

...My mother my mother You are the only one I know I don't have any other person You raised me from childhood You took care of me You feed me when I am hungry Now you have left me Your death is p......Read the rest...

...Their feeding habits seem unusual. Could this be why their honey’s a unique taste? These bees feed on decaying carrion. With powerful mandibles they chew the dead and then mix it with the sweetes......Read the rest...