Feeble Poems - Poems about Feeble

...The Lord is my sculptor I will chisel rightly, He holds my hand and directs it. He opens my mind to visualize the deep, He brings light to my mind, He opens a craft book for me because of His loving ......Read the rest...

...As Bindu and third eye entwine, we feel pristine presence align with the pulse of the universe, renouncing cravings that confine. Dancing without need to rehearse, vibrant heart composes a ver......Read the rest...

... I am the progeny Of lightning and stitch, A Franken-hybrid Of genius and glitch. My circuits buzz with Einsteinian thought, Unraveling secrets The universe has wrought. Existence, I pon......Read the rest...

...Oh Mondseer: the muck cob brie muenster saga..., crafted when Wallace and Gromit returned from their trip to the moon, which I can prov-olone huck curd (within Trump con feta ration) – as......Read the rest...

...,,write before someone else does", people say. ,,They'll learn *first*, get popped ideas *first*, get attention *first*, know to choose the right order of words *first* and become Victory *first*", ......Read the rest...

...I swear to tell you the truth Nothing but the truth But your heart is so feeble And your spirit so brittle A whiff of it will make you syncope A little tyrant I am glad you are no pope No C......Read the rest...

...In shadows deep, she seeks her rest, Where pain's embrace feels like a test. Her heart, a fortress, cold and still, Where echoes of her anguish fill. The girl, once bright, now lost in night, ......Read the rest...

...Negating nothing, accepting what is, we begin then with this organic shell, where stuporous mind treats life like a quiz, birthing fears though heart tells us all is well. For our well-being, we ......Read the rest...

...Caged in feeble form, rainbow spectrum is too small, to express my love for you. Let our souls commune, osmotically mingling, lighting the lamp of pure bliss.......Read the rest...

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

...Should he justify himself for his revengefulness, which was the outcome of a well-delivered response? How bitter is the farewell to youth... when one is close to scary death! He wished that th......Read the rest...

...To the lady who sees me as I am, To the lady who sees me as a book, Turning through my pages, Straightening its dog ears, Reading between the lines. To the lady to whom I stand as a mirror, R......Read the rest...

...The sadness of getting lonely, weary and old is none other than the anguishing thought, we can't avoid feeling or mentioning at all cost; daily unrest triggers the awful death word! Will all f......Read the rest...

...I love women who gracefully dance And sweetly sing; and women who Avidly read and who brilliantly think; I love women who love to love— And who despise to hate—and who Receive and give of th......Read the rest...

...innumerable miniature bliss bubbles explode illuminating fully the head ovoid methinks dear heart, we’ve struck the mother lode reality as we once knew it is destroyed the Bindu point becomes......Read the rest...