Hand On Poems - Poems about Hand On

...Beats thump breast bump goth maiden rock, Heavy breath, fist, knuckles, ribboned epoch. Where did my lover go, hell plea no, piano, Palms sweat perspire breath, hooded Romeo, Icy side piece ice c......Read the rest...

... whyndee road driftin' corners sidin' in the seat set to leather back body jacked tatted arm x two tapped three quarter sleeve high noon crushin' it chock-full of cager work credit five......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...

... With the memory of her grandma’s death so fresh within her mind She stopped to ask Grandpa about her… “Will the world always be this quiet?” She asked. “Always this sad and lonely without her?” ......Read the rest...

... you hit me. younger me:,, Do it!" One Hit, on my head, didn't hurt much. Another on my back, my pullover protected. I Held my hand over my face. Bad choice. The metal cut my hand like knife. ......Read the rest...

... The moment I lend you the pen you lost on your hand, I didn't need any rent. You loved me since the first day, I always just thought:,, kay" Cause I couldn't relate to any things you say, sorr......Read the rest...

...In the dimming gloom, my lone silhouette meandered through the labyrinth of wooden hives, visage a map of creases carved from a lifetime devoted to cherished apiary. The air was thick with the sa......Read the rest...

...What say you naive with all your poultice, foolish fervor to your reverie!?” “Mark me damned but you better hope I die,” otherwise I’ll be peeling your hide, ......Read the rest...

...Eyeless it manifested from the depths of the abyssal darkness of the woods. Hide reflective more muscle almost fleshless ribbon peeled back skull necklace. Limbs contort and pop grotesque as it mov......Read the rest...

...There's a little town in Oyen Vic.'' Under 1200 people so I'll tell you bout aspects; of it sort'a quick! There's Clarys slate bush etching, in three d real fine.! And a little hairdressers that c......Read the rest...

...I am going to rest here, wearing down the chair, feeling one's weight. Emotional set-up was climbing the walls. Light above, with no ideas, got stopped by the police for walking within the f......Read the rest...

...I remember those days of yore When I was innocent and free All the good times had before In our cabin by the sea Being cautioned by my mother With a starfish in my hands Building castles wi......Read the rest...

... Oh heart of mine be still as feathered quill like poetry Divine well paired and so consigned Oh self of innermost desire stoke me like fire and fill my hub with poetic bliss attire Oh......Read the rest...

... My lost friend for years, I spent many days trying to find you. I don't even know when we lost our communication, but it happened. Perhaps we were to busy with our lives, and in the middle, we......Read the rest...

...O beloved chevalier, cloaked in shimmering champagne armor, tonight I long to feel your sultry skin, embroidered with emerald embellishments and twinkling teal topaz, tailored to tempt, ......Read the rest...