Suitable Poems - Poems about Suitable

Glittering like the morning dew, I am giving credit where it's due! Watching you from toe to head, Gives me effort to forge ahead, With you my future is lit, You just a wonderful elite, I want to deal with my...Read the rest...

Whom I had decided to pick For the office was Dick, Until I learnt that he’d been sick, Unable to even his lips lick And on drugs to not seem a stick… And I had to settle...Read the rest...

In the form of a vast sea, we are ushered to the meaning. Ships remain a creative possibility for long-distance way. We provide the affordable option of sailing or swimming. Going out with a group of loyal friends...Read the rest...

Happy birthday, dear Genalyn, The jam is safe and suitable; A jelly made with gelatin Is delicious and edible. Topic: Birthday of Genalyn Delos Santos (March 16)...Read the rest...

Dozens of keys hung on a plentiful board Vehicles belong to each one ...Read the rest...

The insanity of humanity brings forth days of penal retribution, in reality, the fatality of good deeds deserves a substitution. All the brutality and profanity provokes nothing but destitution, while the vitality and good mentality is lost in...Read the rest...

The music soft,the candles flickering the light of the room. Your skin I feel the softness of the apperance it betrays My fingers you feel at play through your curves. Your valley I run deep with excitement...Read the rest...

The very word "anthology" means "flower-gathering", or "I gather flowers" rooted in ancient Greek, to describe the act of collecting Perhaps on some rocky Athenian hillside, a maiden and too perhaps, a young strapping man walk tentatively, amidst the...Read the rest...

engines fall in blind motifs swirling vortexes of compliance we vote for our souls but our souls are black attack the fabrics of reality those which hold us back place your hand in mine and we'll ascend to the depths mutter soft incantations but...Read the rest...

strands of light. stranded light. strange, short, awkward breaths take over my lungs. shaking like a leaf; two feet...away from what I'm ready to leave. this is not me. a timeline thrown off course. a...Read the rest...