Thrashing Poems - Poems about Thrashing

...Violently thrashing and jerking and pulling It implores me to act Desperate to stay alive in it's final hour Reminding me of our pact It pleads, it begs, It cries to me All the while concealin......Read the rest...

...I heard the sea call to me and the spell was cast. I followed with the magical rocks in my hand... willingly, I chose to obey their command. ......Read the rest...

...Does she even exist? Doubting her own reality, seeing herself vanishing in undulating undergrowth, fading and merging into summer-scorched scenery. But cold lurks there beneath shafts of sunligh......Read the rest...

...Migrants on the move from violence their only possession breath-space on a smuggler’s boat secured with back-bent harvests in pretzel-bent systems weight of crates of strawberries on Hell-bent ba......Read the rest...

...In loving memory of our Mark, Better known to most as Skip, Reunited with Clegg up in paradise now, Best friends back joined at the hip. From thrashing about on his motorbikes, Revving the ars......Read the rest...

... 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...

...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...