Plead Poems - Poems about Plead

...Frequently left with no logic when wet with amorous magick; Dragonflies and rolling boulders, cohesive thought left in embers; A soft touch in heavy silence leads to an act of defiance; Lock......Read the rest...

...Time sat with her antinomic daughters two : Destiny the elder, tall, fastidious and hard ; And Luck, the merry, playful conjuring guard Who averts the pre-ordained, out of the blue The old l......Read the rest...

...Before mind articulates ripples heart felt, we know our awareness in truth has no need, to voice in verse that ineffable scent svelte, so we detect that it is soul that does plead, wishing to bri......Read the rest...

...Back Catalogue Poem: "show me your face" growls subside upon revelation does your countenance veil mine? I see beyond sight and temporality still full of sorrow, though drawn in indisputa......Read the rest...

...Sweet, dear heart, How tangled up you've been. Stifled by the echoes of pain, Wrapped up in threads of cautionary memory. I ignored you, Chose not to hear you, I put barriers in place. I den......Read the rest...

...Do you hate so much that you would cut of my own hand, And spread your love to others like butter placed on bread, To spew truths like some vomit wrenching drunken pleb, Then gaslight written word......Read the rest...

...Meant to say, "I miss you." No, it won't take long. The longing kept going and going; it's gone. Is there a reason I see you in song? The song remains the same except when stations change. Inst......Read the rest...

...I live in a world of brutal ice and cold Despite the temperature being five below... these fingered handy limbs awash with profuse sweat dripping palms analogous to a bloody busted gushing wat......Read the rest...

...POEMS ABOUT SAINTS AND SINNERS Of Seabound Saints and Promised Lands by Michael R. Burch Judas sat on a wretched rock, his head still sore from Satan’s gnawing. Saint Brendan’s curragh caug......Read the rest...

...On the 11th May 1685 in the west of Scotland in a small coastal village called wigtown in Dumfries and Galloway the covenanters were sought to swear allegiance and acknowledge King James as head of t......Read the rest...

... The deed is done And nothing is won For a life lost A family counts the cost So does it come down To what negotiations are found And what will they plead Is weighed up to what a family ne......Read the rest...

... Beware, do not learn the dance of jealousy, do not chance being fatally impaled with the tip of your own lance. Jealousy is such a liar, meant to set your heart on fire; it will steal your......Read the rest...

...you never have to chop me open my mind/thoughts splay out readily some version of knowing me, gifted then on and off go gloves/mask til there's no truth or fight left nothing ......Read the rest...

... Ledger of Love In the dim-lit chambers of the Victorian home, Resides a wife, her heart a silent tome. Once, love’s flame burned bright within her breast, But now a thin whisp, a ghost......Read the rest...

...For yer supper, vindaloo, hop to the music doing a poo, toilets are crowded, yer tummy is mush, bang the doors and plead with 'em, 'Rush.' Drop yer pants and let it go, paper's all gone (but y......Read the rest...