Stomach Poems - Poems about Stomach

...It jolts and shakes as it carroms around, my joints seethe at the pressure exerted, it rips upward until high off the ground, I hear the excited cries of my kid. Oh, to be young, and has such a g......Read the rest...

...As I sit back and reminisce about my day, I ponder all the happenings that came to play. All the concessions, all the bargaining, all the ways I gave in; My stomach drops as if I've committed an e......Read the rest...

...Here I lie in this cooler, this fridge where I would rather not be, but the truth of the matter is you’ve done it, you got the best of me I lasted as long as I could, and I put up a good fight, but ......Read the rest...

...Visceral incantation from onyx velvet lips, moan, groan, to twist my bits as a witch. Salem pyre ancient oak standing the edifice, wrist shackled chains gather round vile cultist. Breast ......Read the rest...

...She spoke to me today. Her maudlin phrases poured out of her like liquor. Her cup half empty, and her eyes half closed, she wept. For the knowledge of her faults and her flaws, for the know......Read the rest...

...There is a story behind it, you can see and find it. But hurt, anger, every shed of tear, every throw up, every stomach ache, every sneeze, every hair that is easily to rip off, every scream of fa......Read the rest...

...Frazzle dazzled Summer escapades, a wave of madness hoists a red flag; Fuchsia allows my brain to defrag, sunsets melt hues into softer shades; I can now turn down those hot coals that my emot......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Can anyone tell me why does Eurovision exist? The show’s absolute rubbish, but some say it just can’t be missed. The acts are so bad, they’re simply vexing......Read the rest...

...Here I lie in a hired bed Everything around me is red For their minds bleed much in ponder Over foolish things, they wonder The hassle of travelling But my stomach is quarreling I need t......Read the rest...

...Awaiting a growth spurt that never happened When a boy, I wanted to be as tall as my father (he passed away October seventh two thousand and twenty linkedin to congestive heart failure), who ......Read the rest...

... what birds might think about planes They obviously shave everywhere Ehh you can see into it’s stomach His farts stick the smell is everywhere I talk to him not a peep from him I......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, better to dig it up Right from the root And expose it to daylight Cos' it's not good for a man to sleep all day And not wake up to his responsibilities It's not normal If he pushes......Read the rest...

...Oh dear how I need you near me Your tall presence towers my body Your long dress flaps like peddles of flora It's white color is so pure I'm overpowered by its aura But I'm not threatened, quite ......Read the rest...

...In the zodiac of poets with furrowed brows, born from the shadow of the world devouring the moment, I am tired of narrow verses, of word sculptures without soul and echo. Poems that whisper, halt -......Read the rest...

...The morning breaks with chatter everywhere and dignitaries making speeches over the air, I have heard a familiar voice that I know and I was shock to know that she was part of the show. I have not se......Read the rest...