Untrampled Poems - Poems about Untrampled

...As I watch my expressional means apprehended, when my attention getting off, hastily from myself, through a ladder of mesmerization, to a near distance where you stood, illuminated by your extraordi......Read the rest...

...#I_miss_us In this maze, you've left me, I'm now stuck, holding tight to your warm moist palms touch in my hand, something that keep my hope intact that you will some day come back, not only to me b......Read the rest...

...In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my cons......Read the rest...

...When sat before a blank page I sometimes feel as lonely as I imagine that blank page must feel however that blank page is also quite stark and challenging daunting even it seems to be ancho......Read the rest...

...In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my cons......Read the rest...

...Just over the next mountain I journey past the horizon of my history- going past that which I have known where knowledge lies in the next sudden sunrise to follow the next bright illuminating mom......Read the rest...

...Untrampled Sand Idyllic shorelines tucked away, Are island protected in a tropical bay; Below pastel skies polished by clouds, Reveal a Shangri-La bathed in gold. Untrampled sands, wh......Read the rest...

...Exciting walk; barefoot on warm rock while cold spring water burbles past me. “Hey! over here.” she calls. A puppet, my instinct guides me there again; Creek ends in dark green pond. “Hi” I answe......Read the rest...

...At twilight’s ease of dusk the autumn leaves do flutter in the Evening breeze, trickling downwards across inspirations canvas, Creating a multicolored cascade at sunset, a leafy rainbow clasping F......Read the rest...

...You must write as if all along a flaw Was on the bone, one place not quite right. Begin the story as if you knew the horse As weak, delicate, ruin about to happen. Walk the road backward, Thic......Read the rest...

...III This is the land of the convectional rains Which vie on the monsoon back scrubbing streets This is the land at half-past four The rainbow rubs the chilli face of the afternoon And an evening-mor......Read the rest...

...Poor and needy Needing the other half Rib in place For the sake of the make One, Two Loneliness canceled A double move untrampled Proteciton following Steps untamed Balance found in Gods dom......Read the rest...

...America, the beautiful... aimlessly just like a cloud drifting free above the crowd of cluttered chaos and bleak souls of jungles thriving in hellholes. America, whose freedom's praised........Read the rest...