One For All Poems - Poems about One For All

... A room that had been dark and locked for years was found for socialization. It was void of everything except oxygen. There was hope it could be filled with people who would come alive with op......Read the rest...

...I didn’t want to go, to school today, I wanted to stay, and keep the bullies at bay. I’d walk to the gates, 15 minutes late, On a different route, to the one of my mate. My mummy said, that you......Read the rest...

...Going Home 1. We gathered all the kids next door to go to Thompson's field and play. School was out and the sun was too, We could stay till daylight fades. But when Jess hit Johnny with his o......Read the rest...

... Phonetically that’s what my name means in Japanese, I’ve been told. My name has a synonym. My name is in the Bible. Maybe one day, folks will say, “Holy Ben!” My mentor also ......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...

... “birds care not for whom they sing” Quote by: Silent One The Gemini garden is in full bloom Looking glorious in the month of June The sound of silence, apart f......Read the rest...

...We are aware of some sort of presence. Elusive. Like a fly that will last for one day. Buzzing, which we choose to be aware of. We sleep. We wake up too early. The buzzing that was driving us c......Read the rest...

...A needle nose pliers, polished like glass, damp with tears and sweat, but not from rote plumbing leaks, needed a good buffing at the Dust Rag Camp. It slow-waltzed across the street where no one s......Read the rest...

...I used to be rich I had a big house with a big backyard I spent all my money away like it was water The little money I had left I gave it away When it was gone I had lost my house, my job, and my......Read the rest...

...We hope to find more good people like you In this world That is a Christian like us Because we miss having people Like you all In our world Also we built our trust On all of us We also pray......Read the rest...

...I arrive at 789 street, at 5pm. The navi is on, Mr. Suen calls: ,,Got you, you on your way?" ,,yes, I am coming, 20minutes are pouring waste" ,,Nah no waste there, don't be nervous, see you!" ,,......Read the rest...

......We are magnolia'd memories, we are the four, and there are no words to salve what we saw. Now paint-petals flake and snowdrift the floor and spiderweb doilies soak up the soiling. We saw two s......Read the rest...

...Her name is, Lucy Her twin is Ricky He is green with Envy Because I’ve left him behind There’s no ‘splainin’ to do Nothing more to pursue I just simply knew All I could do was sigh She......Read the rest...