Mere Poems - Poems about Mere

... Make haste arise, assert the words. Salute each term that now gabfest. In mid of night they waltz, serenade; Jovially jolting a rem-sleep state. Appease them please, awake, awake. Y......Read the rest...

... The Mother Sun no longer embraced me No more adrenaline rush that motivates me to get up Breakfast seems bland, faded colors of rotten apple Unfurled window curtains is the angle that I see U......Read the rest...

...Maybe I was too terse with my replies, But that was the way I was made. I have no fervour to apologise. Maybe I should have dated you so much more, Heck, could a leopard change i......Read the rest...

...George Rodrigue never expected the Blue Dog to be his ticket to fame But it is, and it has never stopped If you were one of the lucky ones, you have first editions Purchased for a mere pittance on......Read the rest...

...Under the mantle of the cosmic night, where stars whisper their eternal prayers, In everyone's life, at some moment, the inner fire goes out, A hidden flame, enveloped by the unforeseen winds of fa......Read the rest...

... I haven’t the heart just now to flay your skin, consume your flesh; you are too beautiful to eat. The rose-pink dawn of your skin conceals your molten gold sweet flesh. Your shape has......Read the rest...

...For My Children - Daniel Henry Rodgers As dawn's first blush ignites the eastern sky—a cool Caress of dew upon the breeze—and the birds' serenad......Read the rest...

...In Chambers Grand, where silks and laughter played, A voice within, a question soft and low, "Tell me, dear Yashodhara, what ails your heart? Your eyes, once radiant, now seem weighted by sorro......Read the rest...

... Into the woods we ventured, where darkness began to encircle us, Their ancient murmurs mingling with the forest’s ominous chorus. A chilling breeze, as if the very breath of the woods sighed, Ve......Read the rest...

...Pristine walls surround me, as the beeping hurts my ears. My vision blurs once more, and within moments I'm wheeled somewhere I can only describe as deafening. A young girl around my age scream......Read the rest...

...Frozen eggs? Surrogacy? Cesarean delivery? Natural birth? To be a parent? Or not? Do we save for a child? Or just save for us? Thoughts are hammers on my soul. Which way do I go? Here or......Read the rest...

...Oh, how cruel time can be! Shattering hopes and killing beauty. Slowly it steals moments, leaving everything bare Time, a relentless force, beyond compare. Here lies a victim of time's cruelty,......Read the rest...

...Under the infinite sky of our destiny, the waves of souls stir, A sea of average spirits, drifting aimlessly on the waters of silence, Lacking that aristocratic individuality, as demanded by Christ......Read the rest...

...The Raven and the Bard -Daniel Henry Rodgers The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night, Its haunting words, a melody of fright. The Bard......Read the rest...

...In the quiet slipstream of night, where thoughts unfurl like tendrils of smoke, some dismiss dreams as mere echoes— brain farts, they jest, leftover gas from our wakeful hours. But dre......Read the rest...