Interprets Poems - Poems about Interprets

... Christmas is just around the corner convulsions in the stomach region Poor elves who create all the toys and Santa takes the credit Squeezing me into the bus to the neare......Read the rest...

...‘By means of death’ – No softened course, No path of cushioned ease, No passage smooth In gentle calm Could circumnavigate That destiny of death. No other route lay open To that future scen......Read the rest...

... Sometimes love as it grows and as it ages, finds itself in complacency. The “I Love You’s” become habitual, delivered by rote One side or another some......Read the rest...

...Something strange and unexplainable comes this way, this way, it comes to us sly and fast, some say, perhaps, it has already arrived, it walks unseen, in the midst of all, of us we go a......Read the rest...

...Upon the stars in her eyes, a universe of wonder lies. The smooth glare upon her face, like moonlight on still waters grace. The spark of magic when she smiles, ignites a flame that burns fo......Read the rest...

...Which fire is Eternal,  Ignorance always mislead millions of people on earth, Don't  astonish when you find some psychologists, philosophers, scientists worshiping Fire, Animals and Statues. W......Read the rest...

...The mind sees it, the whole being interprets It. February 19, 2023. A Ripple To Me 2 Poetry Contest, JCB Brul.......Read the rest...

...The heart knows what it wants, It is inscribed in its walls. It may wander off so many times, yet,it yearns for what it desires. Hidden,yet glaring to the one who interprets the words unsp......Read the rest...

...Suppose I tell you all my innermost secrets Lay my soul bear before you without fear, Will you respect what confidence merits Consider the trust I placed in you as dear? Knowing I h......Read the rest...

...you are not the body. he is the operative of the subjective you. you are the subjective of this body you. see the way this internal monologue works. flow of thought. inner voice. the cerebra......Read the rest...

...He speaks for the uprooted. A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha. He who interprets the conferences of frogs, the unpublished works of kestrels and voles. He’s an advocate for the underbelly of a......Read the rest...

...Upon the stars in her eyes The smooth glare upon her face The spark of magic when she smiles The suspense in her gaze The beauty of her juicy cheeks Such enchanting joy emanates With a soothing......Read the rest...

...Imagine if at the drop of a hat, You could become a cartoon Sylvester the Cat, Chasing poor little Tweety Bird, Perhaps it sounds absurd Or be Fred Flintstone or his friend, Let’s just pretend......Read the rest...

...He speaks for the uprooted. A man of sorts, a twiggy Buddha. He who interprets the conferences of frogs, the unpublished works of kestrels and voles. He’s an advocate for the underbelly of a......Read the rest...

...She dances in the moonlight’s rays, her tambourine, joyously plays; in swirling, twirling, color schemes, she is a gypsy who interprets dreams. A gifted child this bright young woman......Read the rest...