Burns Poems - Poems about Burns

...Little Girl swings in the air, legs pumping, wind in hair the closest to flight she’ll ever be. freedom and fairytales whisper in her ears, telling her with each swing, she’ll be closer to the cl......Read the rest...

...In the shadow of the system, I withdraw in silence, Watching as the sky effortlessly weaves the white of clouds. To the vast game of the world, I do not bow but smile faintly, Let the masks fall t......Read the rest...

...Ephesians 1:7 (KJV) “In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace;” A song played. Melody, rhythms of beautiful, The tune was wrong......Read the rest...

...Life is such a delicate dance. I never even had a chance. Getting older, everyone is gone. Alone, I feel so alone. My friends left long ago. The streets are so unforgiving. I wish I knew anothe......Read the rest...

...You sit there year after year looking at me as if you don’t care, you sit there picking your nose and smelling your polished toes, time is on your hand and you have got to leave that man, the whole r......Read the rest...

...Sri Lal A Fire Rises A fire rises in the pit of the gut— and I forget myself. At the grey langur’s door, I give up. I cut my hair, dance bare in the Bhadra rain. Who am I? I ask myself......Read the rest...

...Sri Lal Crows i. I come from nowhere, and I have nowhere to go, I tell the crow perched on a low neem branch beyond the Periyar River. He agrees. He and I are free. We speak the sam......Read the rest...

... As The Pendulum Sways and Time Drifts Astray, and the Wind swifts away all that was and returns it to it's Essence beyond the Ashes and Dust, and the Ticking Withers into the Frey leavin......Read the rest...

...Beneath the burdens of countless nights, In the cursed silence of the soul's waiting room, I sat, the last one, loneliness carved by the chisel of forgetfulness into the stone of my heart, Blockin......Read the rest...

...Delicious DeVil, Delicious DeVil If he's never wooed you, there may be time still He’ll light the fire underneath your grill Delicious, delicious DeVil You may think this devil is too scary Bu......Read the rest...

... Written: April 28, 2024, For Constance la France Contest "One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love. Sophocles, Greek Poet ......Read the rest...

... Line of inquiry: “We have been here a thousand times before Memory erased, each time we begin anew Of hands held tenderly, we’ve lost the score Each embrace virgin like fresh morning dew ......Read the rest...

...In the universe of the two rooms, she gathers her dreams between her palms, She lets her fired hair descend upon the folds of our fleeting time. "It's the end," she articulates with a voi......Read the rest...

... Chilling remains haunt On these cold April evenings I wish I'd forget See the stars dancing Flying among them are dreams So out of reach now You inspired hope Now you are a memory......Read the rest...

...They are wandering everywhere and you act as if you don’t care; they are wandering everywhere and you are walking around clapping your hands and stomping your feet and dragging your body on the cold ......Read the rest...