Own Poems - Poems about Own

...Who will wait for me when all is said and done? Who will wait for me if I don’t look for anyone? Time won’t hold my hand, its a swimming coach in June Pushing me down the line to the beat of its o......Read the rest...

...Does the winter really turn into spring, Does it go from a white to a green sort of thing? Or, is a winter a thing of its own– A singular winter, past, off to places unknown? ......Read the rest...

...My Granddaughter wrote this a few years ago she is now 16 and since lost her mother when she was 15 at the time and 14 when she wrote this. I think we all will be glad to know that these young people......Read the rest...

...You paint me as the bad guy Colored in flaws from head to toe A priestess of dark magic Inciting men to wrecking havoc Though I'm not sure how this could be so For if I've authored all the ch......Read the rest...

... “cat o' 9 tales” Like a cat has 9 lives every witch in every Lilith lives to write another day woe bedtide the poor oaf who gets in Her way like Heathcliffe he’ll b......Read the rest...

...Each wave rush ashore Has its own account to tell Each has worth it brings.......Read the rest...

...Love is for love. Love to love. Love of love Why love? Is love a question? Oh sad love No, love isn’t a question, but a crime of Love Oh, my suffering is your love, my death is done Love is pla......Read the rest...

...Peter (my bf) and I are at Heraclee beach for the weekend. It’s a little sliver of heaven, about 11 miles south of Saint Tropez. It’s too early in the season to swim - being breezy and 72°f - but ......Read the rest...

..."Awakening to the Red Road: An Ecopoetic Odyssey" I. Anthropocentric Dissonance - Daniel Henry Rodgers Within ancient woodlands, where echoes ru......Read the rest...

...What is going on in his mind? Sometimes he breaks down and cry, what is going on in his mind? he was a champion before he dies. His strong arms and flexible muscles powered the ball in the hole a......Read the rest...

...Man cannot surpass dying— He cannot live past his own death. Power fades and falls. Like the tide, It disappears. "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings, " Is that not what Shelley's traveller s......Read the rest...

... True happiness is attainable for everyone It's just a matter of mind over matter It's quite simple when you think about it A positive approach to life makes all the difference Turns g......Read the rest...

...I am unravel myself constantly to be everything for everyone. Neglecting who I care about and betrayed by those which were once in their place. I stretch myself to heights I cannot fathom to reac......Read the rest...

...With my solution upon my parchment bright I conjure worlds where imagination takes flight The ink flows free, a wondrous, winding stream As letters spin forth, fabricating words unseen A tapest......Read the rest...

...Alone… would I be wrong to call myself a fool? Knowing full well, alone one never is? Better, much better to say ‘Alone from’. Alone from friends, from loved ones From employment, joy and/or......Read the rest...