Measure Poems - Poems about Measure

...I am a mountain, not high, not low To my shoulders, the sunshines glow To my streams, the waters flow To nurse the creatures down below I am the measure of someone's fame At times, I put t......Read the rest...

...Love, In a society that has always seen love as reckless and impulsive I have tasted a different dish, a side that is usually not explored With sweet touches and sweeter words Cautious of th......Read the rest...

...Appeal to my twelfth, to my less sensible measure, as I, in turn, remember why it is, my moon might resolve herself, to such earthly pleasures, when she agrees, to gift you my heart, becomin......Read the rest...

...Existence, herein, is like water in an earthen pot. A grit on the problem is enough to bring it to naught. The water in it is cool and as clear as a crystal. Though physically brittle, both within......Read the rest...

...Alone… would I be wrong to call myself a fool? Knowing full well, alone one never is? Better, much better to say ‘Alone from’. Alone from friends, from loved ones From employment, joy and/or......Read the rest...

...The weeds have sheathed the garden from its care as more nails than wood appear of a house lacking adjectives. A sun liberated from scathing entrapment amongst an overburdened forest whose boughs are......Read the rest...

...The back of my neck hurts. My finger is cramped around the pencil. My eyes face paper full of number. Whenever I try to measure the line, my vision sees double, it sees the line twice. The numb......Read the rest...

...A spoken word meandering unbound, its own master measure, broad and profound, subject to interpretation thereof, binds poetic minds in Stranger Love. Two distant seeking souls through subtle......Read the rest...

...As Bindu and third eye entwine, we feel pristine presence align with the pulse of the universe, renouncing cravings that confine. Dancing without need to rehearse, vibrant heart composes a ver......Read the rest...

...If only the French could speak German, and Germans could greet the English, If only the English could speak Spanish, and the Spanish admire Italian Margherita! only if Russians could try be like ......Read the rest...

...He stood at the foot of the hill and gazed at her watching from her window sill with the night light shining in her face and particles of hope running all over the place. Her bulging eyes circle the ......Read the rest...

...What I miss is not wealth or fleeting pleasure, But your love, a shiny beacon in the dark, To hold your hands, a soft touch beyond measure, Your presence, a light, igniting my heart’s spark. ......Read the rest...

... a man who loves company, yet treasures his solitude. just leave him alone, for now; don't take it to heart!. ......Read the rest...

...Cool walks nowhere it shouldn’t be, Movement to there, and back over, where else, Cool does not need to take the bull by the horns, Cool convinces the massive beast the best direction. Cool gi......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ inside me are long ago rooms relics from afar where memories bloom moments gone forever leave treasured heirloom memories sewn together quil......Read the rest...