See Reason Poems - Poems about See Reason

...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...

...Behind my building, there’s a spot, A patio-like place, With iron benches, tables, too - A lovely outdoor space. With flow’ring bushes all around, It’s someplace nice to sit, Although on sunn......Read the rest...

...First I lost my mind, then my heart. And then my senses, I lost the whole of me. I was absolutely broken without immediate solution. But they say time would heal, When I was downcast from the to......Read the rest...

...On this faithful evening! I was very curious about, The issues and affairs of life. I was walking on the street, With thoughts of growth all over my mind. I came across a very old man, Who's ......Read the rest...

... I’m sitting at our cabin in the mountains watching the sunrise…listening to the birds wondering if a poem will decide to join me…waiting for the words. When I think to myself how I love watchin......Read the rest...

... My convictions refuse to give any of my poetry’s limelight to horoscopes or the like because these go against my belief in the Son of God, the Word of God and the grace of God. Because I don’t be......Read the rest...

... The child smiled and asked me how many years of my life had gone by. She stared into my eyes and saw my crooked smile. I found it beautiful to be asked such a question by such sincere yet innocen......Read the rest...

.... slow your roll world temper that spin come close listen spit ......Read the rest...

...We are not here to live forever, but we don't want to go sooner Another birthday, a day closer to death The love for money is the roots of all evil they said But the preacher need it, more than th......Read the rest...

...LIES.. It's very Tricky A deceitful crafty craft Too Sucky ingratiating and obsequious. Picky is the teller fussy, faddy and choosy a picky eater Pick the MOUTHS Up The teller Leaves the ......Read the rest...

...You have scorched, scorched all my fields of love the trees I loved, the lea I cherished, meadows of flowers, pigeon and dove, to your insolence, they have perished. black burnt remains of rose......Read the rest...

...In this universe of scattered thoughts, Where people seem to think only with their minds, There are others who weave their thoughts with their entire being, With the blood, with the marrow of thei......Read the rest...

...In the vast ocean of my thoughts, I try, I swear I try, To open my soul like a nocturnal flower, To become that companion you can easily find in the night. But often my ears are burdened by the ha......Read the rest...

...High, been so high lately… Not the high you’re thinking of clearly I feel high manic-wise In your eyes, in your eyes, in your cruel, green eyes… The reason why I cry The reason why I cry The ......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...