Internal Poems - Poems about Internal

No referee to be seen in blood-soaked arena. Both fierce gladiators; my heart...Read the rest...

I'm torn across axis yet to exist, Or had once been, since been replaced, By a sense of self and lack thereof, When we, by they encased. Cleavage adorned in modest terms, Abreast as if more than one, Still less than...Read the rest...

Kitsch, give me a Sign To go It’s kinda funny how life goes on While you sit in a corner all alone The saturday blues are real, To Your Shoes Weighing You down like stones On your...Read the rest...

London City, Light and pretty One, nine, sixty-two A woman we’d all later know, Was born, Dreaming black and blue Her smile, it would curse her world, Of laughter, love, fear and grief To know her story, First we must rewind The madness that lies...Read the rest...

yesterday's dreams drop by,waving goodbye,lost in a sigh...Read the rest...

Two hundred and seventy, is it just a number? In thought^, to an actual hidden wonder, is it not only I whom ponders? Making it interesting let us drop it down by taking away...Read the rest...

Thinking, deciding, and cuddling all muddle flow. I'm not a wiz; I solve, yet my riddles, I know My thoughts and deeds, like an artists', are creative. My reflecting and planning are liberative. Should dews of hope be erased...Read the rest...

A sentience, where evil notions dwell, shall also hide a goodness there within. ‘Tis but a quandary choosing one to quell when weighing which would be the greater sin. ...Read the rest...

I watch them grow through the lens of my device, Each victory won in spite of pain, Every moment of tears turns to laughter, And the loud crowds echoing on stages Always jolt...Read the rest...

Winters are ending And the spring is coming up The time has come for me To bloom fully. Its easy to say But hard to act For those who just say And they don't act. Waited for long To bloom on this day But its...Read the rest...

A jolt of trembling steel— a crack that doesn’t shatter, but ripples, sending storms into every silent corner. Cries fold in on themselves, tight, suffocating strands, all tangled too deep to get air. This is the weight of love unreturned: a death that...Read the rest...

Every time you slammed the door Every time you dropped the call Every time you yell at me through and through I get tired too. Every time you passed before me Every time complaints ring...Read the rest...

This internal conflict Holding all my secrets inside Is affecting the way I am externally seen Reacting to unknown insecurities in secret Because uneducated people Stigmatize everything I gotta hide all the parts of me They deemed as socially...Read the rest...

More recently, l’ve romanticized the idea of falling in love through silence. Maybe it's because my mother pushes love on me through her tongue. Maybe it's because I prefer the inner monologue of myself rather than...Read the rest...

PARODY pithy never uncouth with a short bitter  truth perhaps  ironic  & or a little  sardonic a satire of which many never will tire '...Read the rest...