Unburnt Poems - Poems about Unburnt

...The Vessel pt. 2 - Leviæthan I 'neath the grim pallor of a Plutonian moon, Sheltered in the cloak of Phantom's embrace, A tempest rages within flesh— ento......Read the rest...

...Milk bottles we would rinse out and return. Pop bottles take back to claim the tuppence. Kellogg’s cartons collected for the kids To cut and paste and learn creative art. Unburnt cinders reclaim......Read the rest...

...fire everywhere with explosive volcano one fire remained unburnt echoing sad times of india congregation selling child it is sad times of india fire everywhere with explosive volcano one fi......Read the rest...

...I am introspective I am extrospective I am healing my ills I am building my will I narrate I assimilate I am making sound out of ink I am settling a drifting idea till it sinks I memoris......Read the rest...

...These rooms. The smell. Stale. Stacks of forgotten books. Pages chewed by rats. The windows are broken and the walls have holes. Paint and wallpaper peeled away. The years have been harsh. I run ......Read the rest...

...By the fire in the night Fireside firelight Feeding air the flaring flames Glowing dimly of amber orange Slowly charring smoke rising up By the fire in the night hearing that slight pop Snap......Read the rest...

...Your Darkness Punishes But Does Not Win Ravaging of Time- its sharp savage blades Often minor cuts, blood spilled with no thought. Hidden pains of lone, dark nights, midnight raids From which n......Read the rest...

...Half a heart If I am at work or at leisure with half a heart, No echoes, no thrill ... Like an unsung song broken strings of piano, Waiting no mend dying slowly, forgotten. Like ......Read the rest...

...ODE TO A NEVER RECEDING ECHO For Onyebuchi Day and night in an eternal combat. A truce : the eternal cycle of night and light Lost in the ruse of an eclipse. Where is the truce in the ruse o......Read the rest...

...In a shroud  of darkness Her  stallion  neighs , leading death  to where death preys. As black as the night  as cruel  as the day Her aura speaking , in different  shades of grey Steadyin......Read the rest...

...Some of the benefits of life are to be able to use what we have learnt stuffed full of knowledge so rife some of which when we find usage get us burnt Although most of us will encounter some strife ......Read the rest...

...The Elasticity of Love. Truth. Lies, in-between, teeming mindscapes, arrhythmic heartscapes, wildly cacophonous soulscapes, all the while as truth slips through the cracks, on time's wrinkled f......Read the rest...

...Friendship floats freely like waterfalls, Falling down from on high. They spray Welcoming mist, we breathe into our lungs. Friends are like tides rolling in, receding again. Letting us breathe a ......Read the rest...

...For you I am walking on rocks holding unburnt match sticks, you want me to throw them behind me. To step down in lake for washing sins from the snuffed out skylights. Between green and blu......Read the rest...

...Pathways have no boundaries, thinker was without a thought. Hostile mind refuses to believe truth was missing from life. From depth to depth measurement had failed. God does not know his creatio......Read the rest...