Finger Poems - Poems about Finger

...Finger on the trigger Hands on the roses Hands on the gun spewing Deathly lead Blood spilled and splashed In crimson The life is gone. One smoking gun One wreath of roses Death provoki......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...

...And make you locks of effort, and give you some of my peanut butter after? Three dimensional you saw me and him, one siding loving and caring, wasting gifts and money, and mostly time. Because ......Read the rest...

...A voice from my heart whispers tearfully of life's regrets, It tells me of my sorrows and the promises I never kept, You live in all my dreams, and days I wish I could forget, I never knew our pas......Read the rest...

...Danke für das da sein gewolln, Wieso bedankst du dich bei so einem getroll? Entschuldigung für das mein ungetreu, Wieso bedankst du dich bei so einem hundekote? Gedanke mache ich nicht gerne viel......Read the rest...

...A tune flickered on the radio As we waltzed into the kitchen My hand wraps around yours As I flick on the stove top with the other. You grab a pot out of the cupboard And I grab the meat fro......Read the rest...

...Your voice shrills like a whistle through my ears. I twitch shocked together. Why is it always something new for me when you always do it when I confront you? ,,You know nothing! Ofcourse because ......Read the rest...

...I knew my nose was running, but after already being on that trip, my eyes got wet and wobbly. Great, I have flu. We stopped near a market once a while. One sold tea. 1,20 for 0,5,l, 1,40 for ......Read the rest...

...I feel ripped off. Here I am writing, with a band-aid wrapped around my finger and my nose running, I'm sick. I can't go to school. I'm missing a day and somehow there are always gaps. What was t......Read the rest...

...As a young boy my dreams and voice were shattered, I was beaten with words like raging stones thrown in anger, Threatened with violence until my life no longer mattered, Spoken word became less as......Read the rest...

...I'm not emotional about poetry to call it a 'crush' Sometimes I get ideas, but hardly ever in a rush to write them down like I have a bee in my bonnet I'm not prone to compose a Shakespearian Sonn......Read the rest...

...Shooting bottle caps, ring finger off thumb. And a little cake - the two breaks in half, fixed with melting wax and lighter. Light years of 22 in impromptu breakfast party then the boy...Read the rest...

...Katie was upset because she lived far away Her job was lousy, she had no money for a rainy day She asked her brother Rich for money but he said “sorry, no”. Her mother had to die without her, for ......Read the rest...

...Katie was upset because she lived far away Her job was lousy, she had no money for a rainy day She asked her brother Rich for money but he said “sorry, no”. Her mother had to die without her, for ......Read the rest...

...Igniting pain retrieving the chemical imbalance in my brain soft tissue itched my frontal lobe leaned over my forehead as my temporal lobe offered little comfort in cognitive skills my optic ......Read the rest...