Cracked Poems - Poems about Cracked

...Out of the crack, a life did rise, A fragile bloom beneath the skies. No gentle rain, no nurturing hand, Just broken stones, a barren land. But still, it fought, it clawed its way, Toward ......Read the rest...

...We have a witch on the payroll the police chief said. She scares and intimidates me, fills me with dread. Why do we pay for that? I asked, is there better use of my money? Perhaps said the chief, ......Read the rest...

...Winter’s cold chill cuts through my chin. Within its bleak and brazen embrace, My brisk days are turned brief and barren. They are lengthened into sordid sepulchral insomniac nights. I slither an......Read the rest...

...RAINING IN SUMMER There are some for whom rain is a blessing After weeks of drought and dry riverbeds Those precious droplets of cool clear water Yet hardly enough to restore cracked earth But......Read the rest...

...In the tremble of the evening and the rustle of the unfinished letter, My aged hand, shrouded in the mist of memories, writes the last farewell, Under the blue cloak of celestial silence, waiting f......Read the rest...

...Is Mc'quarie bank loosing the plot? as it dreams gray digits And attempts in fact a blot.! To remove the lifelines of cheuqe and cash, that bedrock.' Australia this is like a sneak attack smash grab......Read the rest...

... "Glossolalia" I closed the external noise out, and upon entry to that strange place the colour of Love, silence broke the heart open like trumpets penetrate the ......Read the rest...

...In cold dark room with cracked leather chairs where dust lies thick on memories old in school days then I dreamed not that your face could I ever forget our days were filled with dr......Read the rest...

... Vivacious incandescent longing blushes buoyant, spreads spectrum of fervor in the sanguine skies. Spring-suffused beguiled brush paints to enchant, portrays chromatic contours of cravi......Read the rest...

...A thing, a thing so beautiful that even the evil eyes consider it as a obsession. Something so fragile that it can break a person into many pieces, a thing that one experience once in their lifetime......Read the rest...

...The sun, a tyrant, reigns with scorching might, Days bleed together, a suffocating night. My soul parched, I yearned for a cleansing rain, To wash away sorrow and ease the sun's pain. A tre......Read the rest...

...*Dear No One* In the silence, I whisper your name A echo of memories, a heart in flames I search for solace, a refuge from pain But like the wind, you're gone, and I remain In this emptiness......Read the rest...

...Gas station snacks piled in the free seat, windows half-cracked to catch onrushing air, velocity cools the day’s outer heat, blowing around my girlfriend’s auburn hair. Avoid dull highways, take ......Read the rest...

...There's more rust in my joints than ever. My bones sound like an old screen door, and my knees predict the weather better than any app. Give me elastic waistbands, soft slippers, and the creak o......Read the rest...

...You would put your paws in your water dish. Tip it over and splash around. Paper towel was fruitless. You’d unravel it and tear it up. I was annoyed in those days. I was young and annoyed. I ha......Read the rest...