Expression Poems - Poems about Expression

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ our consciousness is awakening a door is opening within so let this wondrous journey lead us to our soul self ready to express its unique gift filled with ligh......Read the rest...

...Get in your room now,” as daddy fashioned a gun. Mom grabbed me and her facial expression was undone, something must be wrong, I ask she looked at me and welts started to run, down we hunkered ......Read the rest...

... I’m a poet who was made not born Molded by God through people, my inspiration I became a poet so I can stand on my own With God’s love and strength Through my creative expression. Poetry is......Read the rest...

... I was born a poet not manufactured. It started with a heart feeling fractured. Childhood trauma led to built up suppression, but the soul yearned for creative expression. For years my poems hid......Read the rest...

... From bright sunshine to dark caves From cozy cradle to forlorn graves From autumn gloom to spring bloom ......Read the rest...

... The rhapsody of rainbow melts in morose mélange, the concoction of colors bleeds in silence, sucked out of crumbled core of cloud, soothing rain rinses the stains on broken hearts, sha......Read the rest...

... I’m struck by the stark contrast of her image which leaps out against a black background Meeting the gaze of her piercing blue eyes I find her so beautiful much more alluring than the Mona......Read the rest...

... Date: June 2051 Damian returned to buoyant activities Out to the front when he saw Ras Madan Approaching happily straight to Damian. Damian was thinking "Waa well I just wanted the fami......Read the rest...

... The stream cascades skyward in swirling spate of ebullience with the dancing shadows of trees swaying entranced. Tempting topaz dew makes dainty diadem on glinting grass tips, weaves liltin......Read the rest...

...I'm not a traditional poet As you may think Wole Soyinka Who writes in form and pattern I'm only a man of romantics Who love to paint words and polish lines Until it becomes flower verse The......Read the rest...

...Poetry, the supreme form of knowledge and expression, is the window to infinity, Through which the soul traverses hidden, unseen, and deep realms, Religion, science, philosophy, mathematics, art, a......Read the rest...

...I am happy, very, that I am over you and you can go on and love someone else. The day though I still had feelings for you, nearly it had been a year hadn't it? Were I gifted you something but I di......Read the rest...

...Ooooh, did I? Evidence of you dripping, sticking to me I did!! We did it….we DID it We intercoursed in a flow We docked absolute innermost weakest scrappiest mind-blown vulnerable essences Hove......Read the rest...

... I'm tired, but tears still do not flow. Craving to sleep forever, but afraid of nightmares, I remain 'opened eyed.' I can't believe I thought that I had to always be strong, so I became a......Read the rest...

...I’m done with co-dependence or so I say I’ve burnt so many effigies for others I’m the giver in my codependency The taker burns all my oxygen She used to grant just a puff to breathe Her flame ......Read the rest...