Pillow Poems - Poems about Pillow

Machine gun heart riddled with shades of grey. A mind once sharpened by your own forked tongue. Lovers' lips part with rumbles of a cannon. Dew licked satin sheets - the highway to carnal desire. Silhouettes of freshly washed skin dance in the night. Passion rising like the souls of the departed. Where do you sleep after your thirst is quenched? Where...

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Pansies purple on my head Indigo thoughts strongly lead Little kisses in the whimsical wind Lavender perfume I bathe in Onyx hair a kinky cloud Where your fingers are buried now This inspires a fuchsia fantasy Amethyst fire you ignite in me Love is a sea we be the boat Kindness and desire keep us afloat...

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hanging out amongst those who are like minded new to the group naive to the lies and deceptions groomed with gifts fun spotlight low expectations time goes by everything great money had you blinded you had the lovers fame reputation all felt so right competitiveness between group members alike tension becomes intolerable to the point of dislike truth be told about how...

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Go ask Alice, I think she'll know. ~ White Rabbit, Jefferson Airplane, Surrealistic Pillow, 1967 I cannot go ask Alice, for she has fallen down the white rabbit's rabbit hole. Deep within sleep's palace in dream she gives a silver crown and never pays attention to the shadow troll. The shadow holds a golden...

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Cry if you feel Very lonely Don't tell the pain. Don't hold the tears Let it go through Wash away pain. Feel free to cry But hide the pain To selfish men. Tears are friendly To pillow case During night time....

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How many dreams, how many wild and uncompleted schemes, how many words and the infant ghosts of poems I will never write do I leave on my pillow at the end of the night...

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When darkness seeps through window panes Like ink through paper, slow and thick These weighted sorrows, winter rains I build defenses, brick by brick Until some comfort still remains My army grows with every piece The lumpy one that gran once owned The clearance finds that bring me peace The fancy silk I should have loaned They multiply without release They guard my edges through...

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Pillow Protectors For all my pillow protectors’ (the euro ones only) arrogance they are, in their core, humilitists. ...

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In quilting class (which meets on Zoom), I followed the directions, By cutting, pinning, basting, sewing All the different sections. I kept up with the teacher (Which for me is very rare), So during “show and tell” I had A project I could share. With the pillow insert stuffed inside, I fluffed it all the way And proudly placed it on the couch, My hard...

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Pillow Talk You call to me, To return to your warm embrace. I've only just left you, Your marks on my skin, I can trace. Your softness in my memory, the hours we've spent tangled together. Then harsh reality, Rings loudly in my ears, dreams severed. Until tonight my sweet, I'll long for you with...

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Napping under a weeping willow He used a pine cone for a pillow It was quite a surprise He saw two beady eyes Turned out to be an armadillo...

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Thoughts keep me awake at night, Can't breathe 'cause my chest feels tight. I keep hearing "you'll be alright," But that doesn't stop the thoughts at night. Happiness just doesn't seem right, Always feeling fight or flight. I can't stop these thoughts at night, Haunting me till the...

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Push my passion buttons Inside feel like indigo mixed with Lavender Love Onyx sky not as bright as We are when we climb it Tender kisses like fruit All Luxurious and Kinetic ...

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We had a two hour car ride to the destination About 10 passengers but it feels like it's only the two of us because, You laid your head on my shoulder and fell asleep A nervous excitement cried tears that watered the soil of my heart I tried my best to stay still and not wake you Concentrating I...

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I’ll let the pillows style my hair And my morning breath won’t be fair If you don’t want me then I don’t care I’m in a haunting mood of truth beware I can be who I am within my head The thoughts I have like spam bleeding red Of me trying so hard to be perfect When no one is it’s...

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