Ragged Poems - Poems about Ragged

Mr Ragged 2024 The unsteady slow winter moon, trudges towards a freezing night; riding on winds back,of shadows feint, blowing out the days diminishing light, ...Read the rest...

A child once stood at the edge of a cliff wondering what he wanted to be. His face, his feet, his heart Oh so Divine! His happy smile can bring tears to my eyes. A creature so divine without...Read the rest...

I wish I've had a fairy godmother who'd have given me a nice dress who'd have made my hair look pretty so I'd have gone to the dance, And ride in a wooden old carriage and walked down a...Read the rest...

“When the curtain drops, should we not applaud” ~ by poet age wrinkles the face of youth and dulls its eyes~ in no time, Death is at my door a shadow of a shadow... my ears pretend not to...Read the rest...

Alvin Bragg Is Such A Ragged Bag Of Political Corruption. God Bless His Little (Corrupt) Heart....Read the rest...

Today was a ragged book that no one remembers Alone on a dusty shelf Patiently waiting to share all of the beautiful secrets Written on brittle pages And in the margin ...Read the rest...

In your absence, a ragged purple dusk stretches over the soul, And is petrified, reliving at the frozen window of a heart invaded by silence, I close my eyes, and the air becomes the cold silk of...Read the rest...

(tick)…sweet dark my thoughts ever consume (tock)…haunting dream dethrone (tick)…ocean pyre blackness sing (tock)…unfolding deep her wary wing …tick ……tock ………tick (tick)…gurgled hum from sickly bulb (tock)…hanging cord decay (tick)…sway above my spinning bed (tock)…waning wicked water thread …tick ……tock ………click (tick)…breath from rage caress my...Read the rest...

The little girl had lost her doll, Searching up here, searching down there, The doll was ragged and so small, Where had she gone now? Where, oh, where? She looked under her little bed, She...Read the rest...

I’ve been ragged on I’ve been pushed around And I plead to the sky above When is my time to be loved Is there a time for me Oh I just let me be It certainly is not their show How would...Read the rest...

the homeless people alive in cracks we avoid. each displays no grace nor glory. We turn our backs, are so annoyed. Worn overcoats over scrim pajamas, angled hair and leather-ed skin, bags and bottles are their bangles, we’ve become loveless manikins. some...Read the rest...

Out, vile jelly! Sightless orb. Horrified, yet we absorb. Never sated, always thrilled, Captives to the ink he spilled. Our eyes thus peer through fingers tight; Coveting his wit, we write. The play’s the thing, its own reward, Yet emulate we our...Read the rest...

"Her pain was so jagged. You couldn't touch her, without it slicing through you too. I wanted to fold myself around her and absorb the rest of the blows life would deliver." ...Read the rest...

The ragged edge of life haunts the future. I have seen it – watched it witnessed its wickedness cringed at its callousness its unforgiving finale’. The rasp of its voice chortling in collusion with languid lungs accepting defeat but not yet beaten. Heaving at great expense to...Read the rest...

walk in these shoes a dozen miles hang down you head like a defeated, disciplined child think in your mind the times of strife you have beating in your heart your last blood you bleed less go asleep and...Read the rest...