Is Long Poems - Poems about Is Long

...Lady spiders Ferocious and venomous Twisting webs of lies Hiding under veiled faces And fake personas Sure they lend you a tampon But they never show up when you need them They'll compl......Read the rest...

...Sunlight spills onto the hardwood, seeping through a crack of the hallway’s last door. Steps echoing heartbeats, click, click; click, click, a building crescendo like coming thunder. A he......Read the rest...

...Used books were sold each semester. Los Angeles City College bookstore, and California State University, Long Beach ... They, too, sold used books. I've been in possession of some - Students fel......Read the rest...

...World War 3 When war again breaks out in Europe and the culture that was, is a smokestack  that drifts in foul air Not that art matters, if any survives, they will be busy finding food and s......Read the rest...

...Life of true Poet The think and the listen Recognition style Thinking while Cutting through long corners Distance from wordy find Secrecy unveiled The preset Spoken word effect Open determin......Read the rest...

...REMEMBER IT ALL So many memories that leave few traces All the friends I knew and their faces And when the time is nigh, at least I’ll try To remember it all It’s been so long, a danger of f......Read the rest...

... Have you ever wondered why this road you are on has no cul-de-sac to return you to the beginning or a partial return to only the good parts of your life? Why is that? You’re on it to the bitt......Read the rest...

...I’ve no such fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has picked my spilling mind, Nor that seeds sowed may never get to grow, Nor yet my wish is ripened fruits to find. Enough for me if some f......Read the rest...

...Let me hear your love song Whilst in silence I was long Let me taste your melody Like sweet berries on my tongue Let me hear your love song Slide your bow across the strings Move to the wave of......Read the rest...

...I'm facing the mirror My mind is racing a million miles a minute My reflection is looking back at me But she isn't me.... Her hair is no longer blonde Her eyes have lost their shine Her sk......Read the rest...

...I dream a dream With my Father That had made me In his image He gave me Grey hair and brown eyes Every body tells me that I am a Young handsome men Who has grey hair Yes I am wear that p......Read the rest...

...I always wonder, when a car drives past, Where they are going, how long the journey will last. Or who they are, the life they have had, What memories they’ve had, both happy and sad. I walk the......Read the rest...

...My head was in a daze, I'd been down here for days. All in the name of love, you'd scream, so I let it happen to me. My skin is like fondant, you'd peel it back. I winced and whined, But didn......Read the rest...

...I (Samson wannabe) feel aghast at latest turn of events regarding Gaza Omnipresent grief and horror abounds toward ceaseless killing fields impossible mission for me to summon forth fading magi......Read the rest...

... “birds care not for whom they sing” - Silent One Many writes come and go, could there be One you know? There are writers that write words,  there is One who writes with feelin......Read the rest...