Glass Poems - Poems about Glass

...Flashbacks of the days I wish I could forget, The harsh words spoken, cutting deep like a threat. Trust shattered like glass, scattered on the floor, Leaving scars so deep, we can't ignore. Menta......Read the rest...

... Here's to all you gorgeous ladies of the Soup May your stars continue to shine You're the brightest light in the heavens each night The warmth of the sun on my skin each summer's day ......Read the rest...

...One may think the walls must be tired of staring at one another in that empty room. its total emptiness has a void unique, like silent remains of a memory lost, a love that once was but now gone,......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...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kaleidoscope with colors galore filled with broken bits and pieces, once whole and bright. Turn it. Hold it to the light.......Read the rest...

...To the lily moon that never forsakes me~ amidst the cruel constellations that left me stranded in a melancholic maze of rain-kissed memories. I’ll write this prose for you, on periwin......Read the rest...

... Words mean what to you? Did you know, words have feelings like people? Poetry is written with, heart from my meaningful words. Some poems ooze happiness, others can be very sad. Did ......Read the rest...

...Ocean glass glints; smooth polished gems of discarded debris that hems in flotsam of dreams sharp as flints. Smooth polished gems, ocean glass glints. Soft crested waves kiss my bare feet at e......Read the rest...

...Sporadic raindrops every pane of glass is touched till light of day shines......Read the rest...

...The heroic books, even if printed in the character of our mother tongue, Will always remain in a dead language for degenerate times; And we must laboriously seek the meaning of each word and line, ......Read the rest...

...To be different is your superpower, An incantation hidden in the heart of midnight, A silver vein in the dark fabric of the world, Where dreams whisper ancient secrets and reality slips through ve......Read the rest...

...The tragedy of our times is not the tragedy of reason, but the triumph of reason, A cold triumph, cloaked in mantles of pure logic, That suffocates the whispers of hearts, lost in the echo of steri......Read the rest...

... People in glass houses shouldn’t throw bricks Thirsty a) that’s a green house Lee lea secondly It doesn’t sayKant Lee Lee Lea 3rd lee What kinda maniac is making glass houses Don’t run wit......Read the rest...

...I am but a poet not a scholar but a writer creating my own network of emotions balanced over sudden mental break’s absence of tolerance to be quieted to be numb empty eccentrically desire......Read the rest...

...The picture faded like the past she made. Embers crumbled in the flames. Smoke curled above the empty photograph in a smoldering state She grasped for the present but the flames burned her thoughts ......Read the rest...