Thrashing Poems - Poems about Thrashing

... I thought, back then, that what I felt for her was love. Jack said it was just lust and certainly nothing less. He had a point, she stank of pure pheromonal passions, Together we had an a......Read the rest...

...I see your ember devouring the void, brittle flames thrashing in the black— a thing of hunger, of flickering edges, too thin to hold the weight of your fire. I watch as your heat distorts the a......Read the rest...

...When the summer ocean It’s warm waves overflow and Assert itself as the grandiose Being it is, you can feel the Sand between your arms, limbs Weak to the touch of such a nostalgic ......Read the rest...

...The brunette smile withdrew into her dream world, as goldenrod sun melted away in storm. The petrichor-scented parasol thus twirled, aft’ windswept fall of sailor, in uniform, upon he......Read the rest...

...A pill rolled under the rug. Someone swallowed it. The man lived at one point. Then he went under the rug to rest. I decided to walk on the rug. And almost tripped. You can’t forget your ......Read the rest...

...Paint me with your purple passion Give me a red reasons to ration My soul food hot and old fashioned Melting like butter won’t be lasting In my heart love isn’t lacking Let lips spark body thr......Read the rest...

... {"It’s 4:05 pm, darkness is mending over the horizon, the city, I’m fighting and thrashing against the flames that shroud. With secrets yet to resign, they dwindle at nightly dusk as it topples ove......Read the rest...

... {“You can’t fight for what’s left in you, You cannot fight against the waging war that disrupts within you. You can’t be against it, it was fulfilled with nature, the nature of you with every i......Read the rest...

...Venus Casts a tiny shadow Upon the ghostly snow From its candle held by an extended hand Of a cloaked man Who trips through the stripped trees Follows the fresh trail of reindeer To our seco......Read the rest...

...Ya'll know the story. All the women who helped make the blanket all be came pregnant all except for the guy's wife who originally wish to be pregnant. The guys father came to him and told him he ......Read the rest...

...At our junior school in Yorkshire. I had turned up late for class three times so our strict class teacher, called Miss Howarth sent me to the head mistress to be strapped. Miss Kershaw then gave ......Read the rest...

...Crescendo heart of cranberry sparks passion So hot my mind takes a hazel heat thrashing Melting silhouette on my brain A love tattoo of the insane Your scent is like lint on peach pillow I c......Read the rest...

...Divided under the cities streams mapping decisive endings while toiling about the beginning boldness reaching for braising characters galloping amidst a certain angst we’ve devoured not......Read the rest...

...My Head is pounding, Static noise surrounding, Everything I see. Like Horns sounding, Symphonies of energies, Rippling through eternity. Waves of the Choppy Seas, Having their way with me. T......Read the rest...

...I was not born to the moors; my roots are planted by wild running seas, even so, a rolling heath is a green tide heaped into wind-sculptured waves, low breakers that may tug you deeper, or crash......Read the rest...