Book Poems - Poems about Book

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I met the moon for coffee It was Friday night I think When she watched me hardly sleeping And invited me for drinks We found ourselves a table In ......Read the rest...

...In the journey of life, when paths seem unclear, Take up the book, let wisdom appear. With stick in hand, carve your own way, Through challenges and trials, come what may. Luck......Read the rest...

...Memorising scriptures was all in vain, since symbolic words but addressed our mind, whereas our soul wished to walk the terrain, to vanquish demons of darkness that bind, enabled on becoming love......Read the rest...

...Nobody ever ask them how they feel, they are always looking for something’s to satisfy their needs; they questioned everything that they do and toss the evidence out the door when the defense kept......Read the rest...

...But I really want. I remember in midnight, when I placed the book near my head and slept deep in tears. ,,We found the boy alone in the apartment. He waited for his mother, 55 days. He didn't lik......Read the rest...

...My brain is a desert Today; I can’t lie. There’s nothing to write of, Although I can try. The walk by the river? The foods I did eat? The book I just finished? The crossword complete? The......Read the rest...

...Noble northern lights illuminate the nocturnal sky (a gift from the Solar Kingdom) an extreme G5 s*T*o*R*m hammers a little blue globe BLISSfully violent yellow god-star ......Read the rest...

...Beneath the pall of an eldritch moon, the library, a mausoleum of forgotten epochs, loomed ominously. Its silhouette, birth......Read the rest...

...It's so important That your name will be written In Lamb's Book Of Life.......Read the rest...

...Look at this smile on my face, do I look sad and alone. With no one to give me love, and no one to call my own. Can you look into my eyes, see them filled with happiness. Would you ever realize, m......Read the rest...

... It started thousands of ages ago, when He had only just begun. His creativetly was beyond all thought, it was just divine. If one looks over the many years, we can see His handy work a......Read the rest...

...Spring is on it's way out, with warmer days on the horizon. Summer is a great time of the year, sleeping in from school ~ hooray. Splashing fun time at the pool or beach, to cookouts of ......Read the rest...

...I hate authors writing these huge books. Still I love reading them. But when I start a sentence I need to think visually what happend so I understand what even happends. After a week, I'll forget ......Read the rest...

...Life starts out with a slate so clean, As the sands of time begin with a trickle It begins with a word and then a wound unseen More words, then everything turns physical. As the sands of time b......Read the rest...

...Floccinaucinihilipilification of me Hurts to the core About my poetry He doesn't adore Interesting lines, humor Seems to abhor I hear rumor See if agree S......Read the rest...