Scissors Poems - Poems about Scissors

There once was a noble man, a tailor, A great soul disguised in a routine role, In sea of humdrum life, a skilled sailor In search of a hallowed path of plain goal. A king...Read the rest...

But a brush and a touch, one parting more. Delilah, Moon-girl, you stole my strong light. I, your Sun-boy, am shorn having blackout, but remember my close shaves, the honey and dead days, my foes jaw-struck, as the long-winded she-ass...Read the rest...

I just want to be me, free to exist, rest knowing everything inside is seen; The somber parts also need to be kissed, if it's love then there is no in between; Really, can't I simply be who I...Read the rest...

The dangers of health and safety Cannot possibly be overstated Because yesterday I tripped over A pile of paper H&S related It's a minefield of regulation I've bought a tsunami plan And six fire extinguishers For a...Read the rest...

I start out by looking around the room And thinking what if the clock ran down the stairs Jumped out the window and landed on the calendar? What if the scissors got angry with the crayons? Would there be...Read the rest...

SCISSORS S cissors to hold pair of metal blades fastened at middle C utting paper, cutting cloth, other materials ...Read the rest...

I have the shoes, you have the socks. We can be snug together but you like things hard as rocks. I'm an eraser, just tell me when and I'll be there, only if you don't freaking use a pen. You...Read the rest...

You're a waste of a man The last choice for a sane person The weirdest weirdo amidst weirdos You just don't fit in — Like a pole climbing strap Trying to be forced into a blue Jeans What an abuse of...Read the rest...

CUTE WENDS SCISSOR HANDS It’s lock down in Jozi, a state of emergency As you know, Wends my hair dresser sent me a what’s app, Haven’t seen her for Three weeks or so, She’s bored, so started to cut her...Read the rest...

Scissors cutting baby curls Hair dropping at a breakneck pace Husband arriving at the door Horror etched upon his face What are you doing to our baby girl I simply can't relate To our darling little girl Not having curly hair but...Read the rest...

“And you may love me like a saint, but you’ll lose faith eventually” – Cut the String, Mother Mother I’ve got the scissors ready— Never been one to cut straight, But let me tell you—I cut just the...Read the rest...

You ask what the scars on my knees are from I say its because I've been knocked down Over and over again But it just means I’m good at standing up And you ask about the dotted white on...Read the rest...

Rock, scissors, paper A game that you never let me to win You, the coral which stand at the limit of my shores You, the scissors which cut all of my mourns and...Read the rest...

ROCK PAPER SCISSORS I heard that somewhere in India they say ‘stone paper scissor’ And my bible says they stoned James to death, I am hoping I am not to be stoned, for what I would say And...Read the rest...

We are like a pair of scissors: alone - useless blades of solitude, but together - Atropos' shears cutting the thread of fate....Read the rest...