Head On Poems - Poems about Head On

...My eyes stare straight, fixated on something in the distance, humming a song that would send chills, if you ever got the chance to listen. A padded cell and a straitjacket, the doctor giving ......Read the rest...

...Sugar Maple was a beautiful tree Just as pretty as a tree can be With a solid and straight trunk so strong And reaching ever up with graceful arms Sugar Maple was enjoying some little fame From ......Read the rest...

...A is an ape who wishes he were a man - why? B is a butterfly who dreamed he was a man - why not? C is the cat who wants to sit in my chair, when he knows I want to sit there. D is the dignified du......Read the rest...

...Poem written for “After the Party, I Woke Up on a Tropical Island” Anoucheka Gangabisson, sponsor 5/26/2024 Poet’s Note: I used a series of &&&&’s to indicate a shi......Read the rest...

...AFTER THE PARTY After the party I awoke on a desert island At least I thought so, with the blinding sun And a view of all those swaying palm trees Well, perhaps it was me who was swaying My he......Read the rest...

...Didn't know it would hurt this much, I wasn't prepared for it. I loved your imperfections and the memories I didn't think I had, flown in abundance and that is what hurt the most. I'm honestl......Read the rest...

...My mind has been spinning, since toxin contamination I have been caught in a web of deception and corruption Searching the landscape, for words to describe this nightmare The toxins sickened my he......Read the rest...

... Written: May 26 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dark, drizzling recesses that pulse and flow. A nebulous haze of nothingness, a sad show. With rasping......Read the rest...

...Look at me At my green eyes and my blonde hair I'm beautiful Aren't I? Look closer Look at my face Revolutionised to your likings To your expectations You like blue So I sealed my green ......Read the rest...

...I sat beneath the table made of glass where I often injured myself from, My choclate aphabet in the boal I ate quicker then someone who hits on a drum, My dad who makes me a ponytail even though ......Read the rest...

...Katie was upset because she lived far away Her job was lousy, she had no money for a rainy day She asked her brother Rich for money but he said “sorry, no”. Her mother had to die without her, for ......Read the rest...

...Katie was upset because she lived far away Her job was lousy, she had no money for a rainy day She asked her brother Rich for money but he said “sorry, no”. Her mother had to die without her, for ......Read the rest...

...Nobody will see her true face, one she hides in disgrace. Even if you look closely, she is deceptive poetry. Her innocent smile is not her preferred style, with secrets behind her eyes, concea......Read the rest...

...thirty three strings of our vertebrae reverberate with music of the spheres a harp upon which Divine Mother plays nectar flows upward through the medulla settling finally in head ovoid at the Bi......Read the rest...

...A sense of event never left my mind, I still believe there is a lot of magic in our world full of kind: ,,Who steers me?", was question that will always arrive. I fell my warm tears dripping dow......Read the rest...