Grinds Poems - Poems about Grinds

...Why don't we discard the mask, let all the stage props fall? The answer, whispered through shadows, is found in our sunlight-forgotten guise. The true color has washed away in the rains of days, so......Read the rest...

...I Dave looks at his email. There he sees An invitation from Clark. It looks like today, we’ll all have a game, And, hopefully, this week won’t be the same, And to victory he’ll embark. Wh......Read the rest...

...As Barbarossa roars into the East. its southern barb cut swiftly to the core. And as it raged the slaughtering increased, consuming any force that stood before. His swift barrage devoured the ran......Read the rest...

...poetry cascading over a rock slide gently grinds it into sand a lot of stone in my heart the rhythm stops it's a red flag word murmurations have disconnected flown the coup and scatt......Read the rest...

...If you should leave Before I rise, And the sun Yawns her first signs Of willingness, While the earth grinds And tilts to greet her, Pay my morning respects To her brilliance. And as we revo......Read the rest...

...I Forever doomed as villains causing pain, Condemned as the outlaws of cruel kinds— What an old prejudice, mindless refrain Repeated ad nauseam, heavy that grinds, And error all the same of hu......Read the rest...

... I never trashed my convictions She told me what I wanted to hear To conceal and concede People say take 2nd place I can't watch a player take my roll Settle for atrophic friend happy to be a......Read the rest...

... Journey Journal Page CODE SAD MODE By Leon Enriquez My heart knows how love hurts Blush of wild fling casts dirt By day sad dreary hues By night pain comes on cue My soul feels......Read the rest...

...Yet another funeral Another old friend gone, Not many of us left now As time grinds on and on. This was goodbye Big Tony Of the last five years of My indisciplined wild life Before I was resc......Read the rest...

...I’m a tightrope walker, strung between the hedonistic abyss of winter break and the unforgiving canyon of organic chemistry. The stack of spring syllabuses are a prophecy whispered in Latin.......Read the rest...

... Journey Journal Page CHANGE By Leon Enriquez Change comes around In a pin-prick poke Sharp as a hard yoke Not much of a joke Off-balance, aground A shaft of light In a piercing w......Read the rest...

...Line of inquiry: “God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart Breath by breath thus that my sou......Read the rest...

...As Earth revolves in time and space, We meet the future face-to-face. While every soul tries to have their day, Their nemeses try to block their way. This causes decades when nothing signif......Read the rest...

... Workweek grinds to an end Holy Sabbath just around the bend Ring up the last sale, turn the key in the door Enter a dimension where your spirit can soar......Read the rest...

...I’m up, all night long My heart steals, sleep I’ve never had Rainstorms wash the love away I don’t want to feel that way It blows my mind away In search of love Grinds my mind Walk away, into ......Read the rest...