Substance Poems - Poems about Substance

...Love is a catastrophe, a bittersweet madness, a wild affliction that invades your soul, Disturbs your peace, devastates your routine, transforming you into a shadow of what you once were, Each mome......Read the rest...

...Despicable How it drips down the side Bubbling up from the innards of the pot I can hear the sizzling The smell of the butter drenched corn I throw in a bit of salt and pepper To spice up t......Read the rest...

...The soup boils and spits out at me Reminding me of the past. Steam builds as it circulates around the fans Lurching forward, with a spoon, I taste a small droplet of the sizzling delight Only to......Read the rest...

..."I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22 [X]X[X] * X[X]X * [X]X[X] * X[X]X * [X]X[X] Hungry eyes seek substance, food matters naught-- sees the unpleasan......Read the rest...

...what no utensils we've hands ~ soup kitchen water main in-gr[id-i-ot] French Consommé soup beef stock veal broth ~ no substance comes with twelve-course meal Miso water soup nine nine ......Read the rest...

...MISFIT "I have been a stranger in a strange land" Today I am free, in a land that I recognise Unlike that time in that very strange land And as a stranger, almost all was a surprise ......Read the rest...

... I haven’t the heart just now to flay your skin, consume your flesh; you are too beautiful to eat. The rose-pink dawn of your skin conceals your molten gold sweet flesh. Your shape has......Read the rest...

...Heart Gentle, Eye Mindful On a quest of eternity’s profoundly puzzling silence… Passing uncounted glorious galaxies On a flight finding Discoveries in outer-space’s still exp......Read the rest...

...Soul Eater The concept of the soul was intangible and distant. Faith and belief all that gave it substance, weak and watery as it was. Until that wretched day… I hurt, I ached, ......Read the rest...

...Sebaceous glands connected to follicles secrete an oily substance called sebum With a title deeply rooted in subject matter iterated above invariably makes for hair raising poem, though I immed......Read the rest...

...You come to me, palpable, The way a candle flickers When the air is stirred, A vague mirage, a sense Of metaphysical existence But here, nevertheless, A wondering sensation one never forgets ......Read the rest...

...The reality I have gave for space For the reality of the presence of being. By the formation of the substance and elements. Those who are not in space;sand,stone parts,duststones. Stones inte......Read the rest...

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

...Love is all that remains within me, A lonely torch burning in the crypt of oblivion, A heart mocking the times, a soul at war with silences, Lost in a canvas of shattered illusions, Poor love, yo......Read the rest...

...If a year ago someone told me that the American youth will burst on history's stage with unbounded courage, and lift their heart to a new great awakening, I'd say "sweet dreams." But, oh my god,......Read the rest...