Blow Poems - Poems about Blow

...Everyday is a dance with tide A jump, a sway, a shake and stride Like a bamboo, we must dance If we must dare the twist of chance Whether the wind is to east or west The one who dares the......Read the rest...

...Grounded by severe anxiety disorder while the middle east desperately wants you to expose the yellow wires connected to your unborn child that wire is being monitored by the federal bureau of investi......Read the rest...

...C|==> Cicero's tale revives Dionysius as modern-day leaders bear the o......Read the rest...

...Worth More Than My Weight In Gold Wondering around this space in time looking for that someone special just to call mine. Opening up my heart at every turn, giving freely instead of allowing the op......Read the rest...

... The dazzling dawn lighted up the horizon of my heart, spread the sunburst spectrum of luminous longing on fervent garden blooming with love from the start, swathed the facsimile of your floral......Read the rest...

...In the wee hour of the morning I hear my spirit calling, I wasn’t sure how to respond to it but my emotion made me answer it. It was extremely dark outside and the street light on the other side s......Read the rest...

...The wind did blow the ground shook the sky opened grace removing all doubt as my mere flesh unaged unharmed asencends into the midst with him my mind opened relieving all tampered thought......Read the rest...

... It doesn’t seem possible I tell myself – eleven years already and going on twelve! I suppose I should have a party – a piece of prime beef lit with eleven candles. But he’d never get clo......Read the rest...

...Who will wait for me when all is said and done? Who will wait for me if I don’t look for anyone? Time won’t hold my hand, its a swimming coach in June Pushing me down the line to the beat of its o......Read the rest...

...The wings of color Blow the bank of lonesome life Garden cares the soul © Mahtab Bangalee......Read the rest...

... "over the waters blue the night winds sigh, the breakers roar ... Samual Taylor Coleridge My love, we'll meet at eight as we agreed, A storm was near, the lighthouse sent its flash. Wou......Read the rest...

...It caters to an arrogance of hate when war becomes a method of despite. Through vile contempt, he seeks to cultivate a dogma that defines inhuman blight. The devil’s plan has given due consent t......Read the rest...

...As swift assaults endeavored to prevail, the magnitude of death was asinine. ‘Twas such a toll above a measured scale that no explicit value could define. As battles raged, no exploit could surmo......Read the rest...

...Having a neighbourhood is not the best to be honest. I read the book of brotherhood of the rose on the bench. My eyes were itching, Falling close, often times. I haven't slept days. My bag was f......Read the rest...

...Know that! growing pains are tough for us even the gains are games some time for fun Let us refrain from the reason and shut up! Allow me to explain windy roads instead so let us begin With love f......Read the rest...