Dried Out Poems - Poems about Dried Out

...#Damp_with_pain These floors have drank much of my tears, see these salt spots corroding even the tar, how deep and fatal is my pain, see the blood lines tattooed in my eyes, they stem deep inside m......Read the rest...

...When my parents asked me: "who do you love most?" I would always response with: "both" But I was the little girl who always started tearing up when dad came later than usual from City. "What if ......Read the rest...

...The flowers are sagging in the garden waiting patiently for another spring but the heat has dried out the substance within and my soul is living off the moisture in the inner world, it is where my he......Read the rest...

...In the silence of shadows over the lea, where daisies journey unhindered all around, is buried a sweetheart that dearly loved me, stop by me in contemplation, make no sound! Who can eve......Read the rest...

...At dawn and dusk the birdsongs busk; The highlights of my day. I'd gladly waste out every hour, as they sing out our their hearts for no pay I'd go without food or water Until my eye......Read the rest...

...There are some things that you have to do, to make your long-awaited dream come true. The morning with all its glory is listening silently to your body, it watches your heart beat for signs of doubt ......Read the rest...

...I want to do all so I don't do anything at all. My heart is beating fast and I don't know why. I am not attending at tutoring every monday because I am scared people in my class are going to laugh ......Read the rest...

... I am sorry I don't know if I am having fun, writing poets of bullets running through my head of gun. But blood there is none.. Maybe I have already bleed some. Dried out the wounds had become.......Read the rest...

... I Friend, whatever brought your life to end had no appetite for mouse flesh, nudged your small gray body on its side with a thorough sniff and left your corpse exposed on the asphalt path, ......Read the rest...

...As I was set to go out on my horse One eve, despite pleads to stay from my course, Prone I was to take my hat from the rack, A whirlwind crested from the dusty tract, Lifting dead leaves from......Read the rest...

... Sunrise and already the water is being seared with a glow as if under a grill. You can feel the heat building in the morning air, the sand still warm from yesterday. The tide has left......Read the rest...

... They are trying to get rid of the "original" Woman. [For that old Serpent hath enmity with the Woman]. They have recently judged in favor of non biological mind induced femality over you. Wh......Read the rest...

...What is the argument in the street that is stirring up the heat? What is the argument in the street that makes people hissing their teeth? The motion to live or die has been riding in the sky, the t......Read the rest...

... Grateful for your love Ratchet old cottonwood tree looks dried out and dead to me Winters temperatures scavenger cold long Robin perched above O' behold what a wonderful God who provides for the......Read the rest...

...Perhaps immigration is our big US national anxiety because we don't know how to unilaterally abort cancerous growth of matricide. Too much to even think about at a merely nationalistic level o......Read the rest...