Drop Out Poems - Poems about Drop Out

... If dreams are like movies, then memories are films about ghosts. ~Adam Duritz The rain gently composes verse on its canvas of summer roses. The roses we......Read the rest...

...Have you ever asked God, the reasons why? Whenever you feel afraid? While vainly seeking the very exact words to both say and pray? Let not your hearts be troubled or afraid. Whenever you may f......Read the rest...

...Some different tactics in negating a war, a Russian Schematic, quite probable i'm sure.! To any armies Poised to strike.? Consider this soldiers' as you might? Like 2 acres of land? to till and ha......Read the rest...

... I heard the birds sing, soared when the breeze blew for you, as the sunburst sky flushed your face with hue. How adorably attractive you were to me you had no clue, if only you knew. After ......Read the rest...

...I'm not a perfect person But people like to immortalize me Thinking that my flaws are not common for some other people So that the flaws I have are only for me to have Yet, I'm proud that I'm......Read the rest...

...A rusty old retro vintage bubblegum drop machine Positioned next to me as I am seeing above me Spherical lightbulbs and strobelights of flashing rainbow colours.......Read the rest...

...Globalism dreams itself a hegemon, a giant upon a throne of glass, ephemeral, And can only live through brief stints, sporadic in time and deed, Through the harshest force of terror, its heart lock......Read the rest...

...At noon, I heard what sounded like a pop It continued all eve, and wouldn't stop Now, it sounds like a peep Aha! More like a beep I am not a kook! In my......Read the rest...

... The forest is my loyal friend, a Delphic shrine to me- Ralph Waldo Emerson When fleeting feathers of ostrich ferns swiftly unravel euphonious tunes, I drown ......Read the rest...

... we interrupt this program to plug a sponsor without power tired of fishing the choppy banks? otherwise known 'round these parts as breakin, --into--the--flow ......Read the rest...

... I am replaceable but My Love and memories won't leave Do you know why? My all is what I gave before it went sour! I am replaceable but My all and Love were blameless, After all, My skin......Read the rest...

...Forget Me Not Forget me not when petals drop or when succulent fruits decay, though their energies dissipate their existences are recalled, on duller days when seasons change and a bri......Read the rest...

...The Tortured Poets Department has a writer's division that has to approve every poem before it goes out And my mind is tired of being held hostage A loose-leaf definition of writer's block was once......Read the rest...

... * death is a process of many stages, and dementia can be one of the ugliest … Dad taught me many lessons in life, and he fought to the last to retain what sensibilities he could. I miss you, RT. * ......Read the rest...

...Once there was a little girl tall and full of pain. The little girl was as bright as the sun but all she wanted was to fall like the rain. Pitter patter, drip drop. She wished to reach the sky and tr......Read the rest...