Lit Poems - Poems about Lit

Lit a Light For arousing the Curiosity Ignite the minds For encouraging a new scientific discovery Empower them with basics of Science and technology Who knows there may be a budding scientist Amidst this serenity. Prepare our...Read the rest...

Lit If You Have To Be , Be The ONLY Weird 1. -Gray Squirrel 10-21-2024...Read the rest...

She lit the candle in evening’s repose then held the pages bound and decorated in story-fabled paper coverings. She buried her head in the words of others. Arms outstretched and folded on a pillow, she tightly held a lifetime of...Read the rest...

About scriptural paradox, "No one who comes to Me will hunger," book of John answers, albeit at surface value, aplomb nature believers' satisfaction that they too disburden all. Book of Matthew in that it lights, "Blessed those who hunger," oath everybody who...Read the rest...

Misfit always out of step with the world, Outsider longing to run forever; Then into my reticent life you twirled; Proximity my only endeavor; Eyes lit on fire and my appetite swirled, there was no confusion whatsoever; The vampire...Read the rest...

And the tables turn Out of favour Let the witch burn! Let's wait a while Watch and learn For a cycle's a cycle Should be easy to discern ...Read the rest...

In bed I feel I gave up on you I have been lying to myself If I told you I'm sorry I broke your heart the cadence dont rhythm What am I to do to err on love like some lit fuse ...Read the rest...

"Ink Lit" electrify me words on the page no longer necessary illumination is held in the hidden reach of your ink music is never shallow excite me touch me sing me in before we drown (LadyLabyrinth/2023) at Christmas, 2023 ...Read the rest...

In the dim-lit corners of forgotten bars, Where smoke dances with fallen stars, I nurse my whiskey, neat and strong, Lost in a world gone wrong. The jukebox hums a melancholy tune, As I drown my sorrows, glass by glass,...Read the rest...

Drippy fingers I want to lick sticky sweet with a quck pick; Strawberries mix that jam it hits me a wild slam; Bees tend to swarm a lit wick....Read the rest...

Tonight I rediscovered Boulevard of Broken Dreams on a jaunt through Glasgow’s October-lit streets. Rain drippin’ off chin. Momentarily wishing I was more like I was back then. Funny how I’m now bolder to touch....Read the rest...

Bold-lit lamp, rained on, snowed on Undaunted; undismayed. Even of tree's fleshy torn strips What is splattered for leaf. Constant standing in one place With this one fixed purpose; Courage, nights! Which clear heart-way Steadies as smooths beneath....Read the rest...

Rare is valuable. But rare and lovely? For which pricelessness, long sought As dazzles, sparkly Beyond fortunate Jewellers, more them Who, from up close, stare into Such an eyed gem....Read the rest...

Default New Thread, Inspired Pieces That Cry To Be Inked Out In The Cold Dark-Lit Street Slow Trembling Raindrops Part One It was past midnight and moon took away its glow I was dog-drunk, a bit ragged just...Read the rest...

A candle is lit in a small dark cave, Upon these walls shadows in EDM rave, Flickering flame kiss cool, damp ambience, Small Sparks fly up igniting silhouette. Laughter, sinful pleasure in danger grave, Misplaced desires, in handcuffs and enslave, Whispers...Read the rest...