Its About The Journey Poems - Poems about Its About The Journey

I, if I could hug all that I love a shield to keep death at bay please my brother I beg the Gods, do not fade away ...Read the rest...

Are we close? Not yet. You will know But it feels so That could be though You rich in past data Are lacking ...Read the rest...

Good to have four wheels Off to road you want to go North, south, east or west....Read the rest...

Isn't it weird, how things change, Everything seems the same but when u look back it's all a bit strange, and all i want right now, is a simple exchange, my life in exchange for the life I...Read the rest...

This is a story of two lovers, A boy and a girl, destined for each other. They met by chance, and it felt like fate, Their love was pure, it was no debate. Their eyes locked, and their hearts...Read the rest...

One distant eve we met, can ye recall? Our life set by that date, can ye recall? We had some doubts how far we will travel, We did travel jet set, can ye recall? Dark was the night and...Read the rest...

Sugar A cup of sugar borrowed from a neighbor... One that I have never met before. Will they even answer the door? What should I say? In that single open possibility... that one chance... that first breath that we will...Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ the streetlight at night with the ancient starry strands guides the pilgrim home...Read the rest...

Now that we see it all we can't leap it's to tall  it's to fast its to steep its to black it's to bleak. Its everything we fear.  its our worst moment put on the rack...Read the rest...

" 3. " I have been a stranger in a strange land. " Bible, Exodus 2:22" Home Wanderer Long dusty path Long gone my home Home miles behind Home gone alone Alone I walk Alone I seek Seek new horizons Seek much more More...Read the rest...

A heavenly mix, that gives a perfect fix. They say blood is thicker than water, a reverberating old proverb. But, I object!!! Course in the world I am living, water is magic. In the world I am living, water is no different. It can...Read the rest...

Path of solitude, Path of of loneliness, A path for me. Path of beauty, Path of love, The path I want. I am the painter of my own path, For I can decide what type it is. I may not know my destination, But...Read the rest...

If the trees could bleed and the flowers cry out in pain, Death would neither rest in peace Nor life run helter-skelter. If the eye of the needle could see, The fabric of mankind wouldn’t be soiled and threadbare. If the wall...Read the rest...

Bringer of ghosts Wandering through Memory threads a same needle. ...Read the rest...

Ventas are awesome Floating on vast open sea Life's endless journey....Read the rest...