Air Poems - Poems about Air

... In a cage of wrought iron, a white dove resides, A symbol of love—of purity, where innocence abides. It sings its song, a melody of longing and despair, But its cries for attention are lost in......Read the rest...

...She got it for a birthday surprise but her emotion came alive and she tossed it in the middle of the sea and it drifts in a temperature above minus fifteen degrees. The silent waves move it around an......Read the rest...

...my college year has been like wasted potential i tried to talk to someone they just step back all they need is puff i need to breath the air must've been so cool lying about me to the everg......Read the rest...

...living in fears thinking the dark have something cold air and dim light maybe there's someone standing me with my 26 of supportive years sleeping in one room i hear noises and whispering of ......Read the rest...

...Dear guys,size and weight doesn't really matter, A small mouse can make a hole in a mighty mountain, Success is the result of hardwork and not the size better, The tiny ants make a......Read the rest...

..."The perils of a possible crash landing with a touch of humor to end it" ~~ The Poet ~~ "over the waters blue the nig......Read the rest...

... Love’s everywhere, o’er the ground, in the air Hark birds singing with harmonious flair Whiff it in floral sweet scented perfume Of flowers dancing to earth’s tranquil tune. Love is ......Read the rest...

...Whilst Death and Life spun extra dimensions circling critically lost and trackless Whirling hound brought light spinning new dimensions into an air mattress The spiraling mirror trap entangled mood......Read the rest...

...In fields of endless blue, where heavens meet the earth, Sapphire blooms unfold, kissed by the morning's birth. Rose whispers weave a song on gentle breezes' wings, A tapestry of colours, wh......Read the rest...

...congested roadways smokey exhausts pollute air all just for free food......Read the rest...

...In the shadows, where the night is dark and deep, Aurorabelle DeVil weaves her wicked spell, with a heart that's cold as sleep, and a wicked little grin that tells the tale. The moon above, the only ......Read the rest...

...My sleep evaded by the rabble running through my head, I pull about my wrinkled sheets and scuttle out of bed. I sign upon the secret line to enter Poetry Soup, and once again, now......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...

...Rippling soil sways in ways In ways a maestro drunkenly Displays their baton, Earth in Perfect fluid Earthen motion It conducts and plays en tandem The symphony of syrup season Rings through Ve......Read the rest...

...Peter (my bf) and I are at Heraclee beach for the weekend. It’s a little sliver of heaven, about 11 miles south of Saint Tropez. It’s too early in the season to swim - being breezy and 72°f - but ......Read the rest...