Toxins Poems - Poems about Toxins

flushing toxins out excretory system works thank God*, I'm relieved *1 Thessalonians 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. October 2, 2023 1st place, "A HI-POO SENRYU" Poetry...Read the rest...

I once compared myself to black mold; the toxic kind that spreads Contaminating surfaces, only feelings of regret What used to be a room full of people, now has no one left Wondering if I’ve caused this, was it...Read the rest...

Sea anemone’s tentacles toxins kill But the clownfish has a special skill. Poison immune Will return soon Bringing food to sea anemone, regular drill....Read the rest...

The universe is an enormous place Where we can measure distance in light years But fragility lives within that space And is the cause of many human fears Oceans we sail and the air that we taste Are more fragile...Read the rest...

injection of emotional toxins poisoning the heart with disdain creating unrealistic impressions from a negative standpoint causing the world to be seen through eyes of resentment...Read the rest...

Toxins in your body Toxins on your skin We put all these things into our bodies in an aim to be beautiful and thin Some are very potent, and very strong others are illegal and very very wrong all these things...Read the rest...

The blessed boys of Ireland, proclaiming another Soulful note; their favourite topic Love, and a child upon an April morn, where a shot rang out; twas time's curtain torn Resurrecting dreams thought lost while babies bled; heart's...Read the rest...

I write what I know, and know what I write. I travel through time, every rhyme with might. Ruminating the past; its wrongs and its rights. Any time of the day, and any darkness of night. I pen history...Read the rest...

The toxins leak- Into my lungs, scathing them, Painfully I exhale, It doesn’t even cross my mind....Read the rest...

In my mind where they exist See the trees amidst the forest Speckled dust tossed at risk Somewhat salted my recompense Every time I eat or drink Ephemeral ghosts when they appear Crooked hand out of nowhere Throws the dust in nourishment Training...Read the rest...