Beat It Poems - Poems about Beat It

...The neighbor brought her weirdo kids in today. Why would she? We have nothing kid-like to do or play. They ran right over to my Christmas tree and said look at this. One was holding my treasured t......Read the rest...

...In the hush of a May morning, I wander through the murmurs of a forgotten meadow, where time weaves through the tall grass, and the stones speak softly of the past. Old, weathered headstones, s......Read the rest...

...Know that! growing pains are tough for us even the gains are games some time for fun Let us refrain from the reason and shut up! Allow me to explain windy roads instead so let us begin With love f......Read the rest...

... Quote By Poet: "I like to bring my imagination out in writing so you can bring your imagination out in reading." Books call my name, the bookstores are not to blame. Writing books and ......Read the rest...

... In the dim-lit alley of the soul's bazaar, Were jazz and jive spill from ajar, We tap our feet, snap fingers, under stars, And speak in verses, raw and without pause. The city breathes, a liv......Read the rest...

...I chose to love Embraced bitter sweet love My mind's patched My heart's banded up Yet it heals to be fibrosed To never beat like before All a consequence of loving Loving has never been more......Read the rest...

...In the echoing halls of third grade, he sits, a nine-year-old lad, master of the silent symphony, the classroom's perpetual farter. His seat, a throne of hidden thunder, each release a steal......Read the rest...

...The gun seems gun-shy in this space where deer hides hang on rustic walls and granddad-tick-tocks beat, instead of hearts in hollowed skins. The gun a “trophy-bagger” in its rack, a loud-mo......Read the rest...

...A reflection staring back at me. She laughs when I cry. Her dark whispers seduce the light. I feel her move within me - Twisting...turning to be free. She is me. She is not me. I am her. I am n......Read the rest...

...I dread the moment when we part The piece of me I call my heart Goes with you each and every time Left by myself I start to rhyme A poem helps me write things out Invokes your name without a ......Read the rest...

...Memories of a bleak childhood haunted him ever and anon. Whenever he thinks of that dark day, a thousand blades cut through him. Shocked by the ferocity of that memory, his mind still goes insane. ......Read the rest...

... Written: May 22, 2024 For Ink Empress Contest ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Whispering breeze waltzes through trees, Petrichor essence is carried by its tea......Read the rest...

...I’m moving down a forest trail, wooden canyon on my right side, above, on thermals, raptors glide, always inspires without fail. I hear a rustle before me, and wonder just who that could be? ......Read the rest...

... Riverwalk Sitting by the Riverwalk it's like a park People come to this place in our hometown to eat drink and gaze at the water's edge or come for private thoughts so now......Read the rest...

... Sweet sentiments stir softly between lovers Whispering winds woo the weeping willow’s limb Love and warmth linger between the crisp covers No longer walking along death’s ......Read the rest...