Tightening Poems - Poems about Tightening

...The air you breathe, it isn't all it seems, Not just the oxygen that fuels your waking dreams. It carries whispers, doubts that fill your head, A constant murmur, a voice that's often said, ......Read the rest...

...Through a tear in the wall, the sunlight peeks, No one comes to ask how the old woman speaks. How does she endure, so forlorn and alone? Only God could be her aid, her own. The horizon stretches,......Read the rest...

...Thoughts are things, Little balloons on strings. Floating through the mind. Hoping to find a place to land, To attach and Implement their plan. Silently doing what they can, plottin......Read the rest...

...Walking on Egg Shells Each step, a fragile whisper, Cracking beneath the weight of your gaze, I tread lightly through the shards of us, Every word a potential storm, Every silence, a noose tight......Read the rest...

...Hands tightening, my neck is broken From the front to the back his batons a choken Fear in my body for my posture is a slopen Cheer in the voices from the violence of hate Screaming de......Read the rest...

...My brain is swirling, Sounds are Twirling. Thoughts are things, Little balloons on strings. Floating through the mind, Hoping to find, a place to land, And attach, To implemen......Read the rest...

...Precedent setting the stage for kerning and tracking piqued my interest Just before logging off for the day, and ready to boogie out of the joint an email landed squarely in my inbox cordially ......Read the rest...

... What do you do when there’s nowhere left to go? When each day echoes the one before, and time has no boundaries, only a circle tightening around your soul? Immortality teaches you to forge......Read the rest...

...(A raven’s shadow falls across the page. A quill scratches furiously, punctuated by heavy sighs.) December… a month draped in the funereal crepe of the dying year. Darkness descends with a......Read the rest...

... No drama without moods No parties without food No dark alleys without crime No ninjas without slime No fudge without calories No Picassos without galleries ......Read the rest...

...The Leaves are Hushed Alone she stares through a skylight playing I spy with the sky, creating fantastical creatures out of skimming, brimming clouds. Suddenly a shadow swiftly smears a w......Read the rest...

...Her dad was her first king, He made the rules; anything else was counterfeit. A precious figurine, yet a knight, Kept just out of reach but always ready to fight. Her mom was her first teacher,......Read the rest...

...Or.... What Love is really all about. The Dictionary definition really doesn't help us much; "Warm liking, or affection;" no... not quite; it lacks a certain touch of magic... but, when you con......Read the rest...

...Morning seeps in, thin light slicing through the weight I carry. Yesterday lingers, clinging like damp clothes against my skin, its shadow tightening around my ribs. The world scrapes against ......Read the rest...

...My heart deceives me once again, I write my poems, but in vain. I thought my words could bring you near, That my verse would make you hear. But still, you stand, silent and cold, Like ......Read the rest...