Buried Poems - Poems about Buried

...The streams of chameleon cultures are wrapped in an unending charade of peace, love and warmth. How I wish we were truly free indeed, not just from the invaders. Free from ourselves, our b......Read the rest...

...What difficult insanity? Repeating every day. Laughing, pure absurdity at life’s prevailing way. The lack of understanding buried deep in darker deeds. Dysfunctional autonomy, that never wil......Read the rest...

...Look at all the opportunities life presents itself During the Christmas season are you the Grinch or do you turn into one of Santas elves The season is generally a happy time for us to enjoy For s......Read the rest...

...I wanted to be everything in my life but not a writer I wanted to scream shout and fight for everything but my timid self couldn't be a fighter, And now  It feels like writing has become an intrica......Read the rest...

...Submerged in his fanciful palette of feigned perfection his fetid smile suffused through the cold laps of the sun. A lantern of ruffled acquiescence, a maquill......Read the rest...

... As mother watched a ball rolled on friendly sand, red and white and blue and yellow, through a thoughtful tearful haze a forest of blurred legs in parched pursuit - shovels and pails dug ......Read the rest...

...The moon's pale glow fades memories As time's relentless wheels cascade Daymares haunt the traveler's path Passing in life's swift aftermath Brief moments slip, skip, and flip Amidst all the ......Read the rest...

...Remember our freedoms, lest we forget The price of liberty and surrender. Tyranny cannot trample the people Lest our future succumb to infamy. Carried: our flag over our enemies Our land sec......Read the rest...

... It's a lingering mystery What people are going through. Everyday, we meet wounded, fragile souls Who conceal sadness with smiles. They've wrapped barricades around their glass hearts, St......Read the rest...

... A lovely day, the eighth of May, with sunshine and light breeze You could not tell, that all’s not well and we felt safe at ease A little blip, a video clip, showed damage way out we......Read the rest...

...Why should I be as one to veileth herself, asking God, why thy Lilith? You who made me of filth and impure sediment Unlike the first man, made of dust or earth What cause am I to deserve bedevi......Read the rest...

...I try not to think about it, my friend. It's so horrible, and yet, I'm on beer ten, and I won't see you again - So, I'll tell you a secret. No, it's not what happened in Vietnam. I still see......Read the rest...

...“All art is autobiographical. The pearl is the oyster’s autobiography.” - Federico Fellini Scars, reminders What was once painful, Has changed to a special flaw, Sometimes only a hint, Subtl......Read the rest...

...Tumble the marble blue and green, quarter and three read hue manatee, tea wistfully crusted in the wind blow. Apple cherry and pineapple, all good, delicious and decadent in flavor sips, caref......Read the rest...

...Hush, the world will never know the mystery hidden in silences, Paper bird feathers, drifting like the specters of unspoken dreams, From my heart, scattering like stardust on angel wings, Grains o......Read the rest...