Unroll Poems - Poems about Unroll

...The sun retreats in anguish As winter takes control, I stare out the window blankly As I let my thoughts unroll I think of the isolation Of the sadness I solely consume, Betrayed by so calle......Read the rest...

...From where so a fault comes to call, There from hint comes how to forestall: Boils and blisters that burn, Back by hot foments turn, From ailment does its cure unroll. _____________________......Read the rest...

...Dusk hoover ring dawn ting task of badinage... This hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth fool looking imp posse Hubble wordsmith, (i.e. the babbling dad) coon sitters hyperbole insync as a......Read the rest...

...It might begin with the sweet songs of birds when sunrise blooms its glow, seeming divine. We view the month to see those written words; “Spring now begins” confirms our current ......Read the rest...

... Will the thrown newspaper land on the lower or upper step? The odds are forever even. The percolator has mixed together. a thousand mornings yet it arrives in normal time, as one brew. O......Read the rest...

...Without a shadow's kiss How blooms a hidden rose? Without a storm's embrace How does an oak repose? In Twilight's waltz, secrets unroll the mystery it bestows. Yet i......Read the rest...

...Beyond a small stream’s margin lay we two beneath a giant oak which spread sweet shade. We barely knew what next we ought to do there, pleasure-sated from the love we’d made within deep fo......Read the rest...

...Whilst pensive and serene and seated on the loo contentedly having my morning number two my serenity was shaken torn asunder by a massive mistake a terrible blunder someone had installed ......Read the rest...

...In life's stormy race, find peace, A balm for the mind's unease. Nature's embrace soothes the soul, In flowers' scent, worries unroll. Sunsets paint skies with gold hue, Stillness under stars ......Read the rest...

...I am ill eke quipped to dusk hoover dawn ting task of badinage Indentured gumption forsaken courtesy each pulled wisdom-tooth this hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth fool looking imp po......Read the rest...

...A Wintry Night The night is dull, dreary and cold, Yet my books......Read the rest...

...My pen is the savior of my soul, It's the place where my thoughts unroll. I write to keep my mind at bay, To give my emotions a place to stay. The paper is my trusted friend, With it, my thoug......Read the rest...

...Why do we rebel when bliss beats propel our soul? Know God does indwell each and every cell. Our role is just to dispel, dark fears that repel; love troll. We cannot control, bliss script......Read the rest...

...The azure ecstasy of the glistening autumn sky fades away with the blizzard of the polar wind. As on the wings of winter the golden leaves fly, gone with the surge the fleeting joy of the mind. ......Read the rest...

...If you have time on your hands and nothing much to do (no plane to catch or appointments to keep, perhaps stuck in a small motel room on-route to nowhere special). Then allow me to recommend l......Read the rest...