Hardened Poems - Poems about Hardened

...In the silent sanctuary of melancholy, a stir is born, The flow of consciousness streams like a river from the depths of creativity, Where each soul finds its unique, unsearched significance, And ......Read the rest...

...Cauliflower- A translation from Ashif Entaz Robi Men may get possessed with ghosts, mine was a scope to cope with cauliflower. For an uncertain grief, I tried to brief with a rhyme that day On a wi......Read the rest...

...brief time did our brief time together continue in your heart did it go beyond time lost and enter into the void as a reality can you now reach out and touch it bring it back as though it w......Read the rest...

...Through the broken lines of destiny, the shattered strings of time are revealed, The thread of fate snaps, the springs of eternity unravel silently, Fallen idols, marble faces cracked under the wei......Read the rest...

... Americans were shocked and stunned ‘Reason’ abandoned, injustice had won On Sept. 8, 1974, when President Ford exited the stage The Republican right was left in fistic rage ......Read the rest...

...Under twilight skies, veiled in melancholic shadows and silent steps, The silent tragedy of creative destinies unfolds, For only from the sacred depths of each unique soul Can new, mysterious mean......Read the rest...

... Thick clouds of unanswered questions eclipse the clear light thought to be seen. Bewildered by election commentary again, our ears quit as media opine. Hearers' lack of response yields underst......Read the rest...

..."Put on the dauntless spirit of resolution" William Shakespeare My passion arouses the pulsing of my heart. My identity fearlessly embarks toward the start. The confidence I muster surges da......Read the rest...

... Angels are unable to handle these 'Sylvia Plath' sorrows, hiding their halos - mute to my concerns. Love has abandoned me, left me to decay in an open grave, where flesh eating insects ......Read the rest...

...If I were the Antichrist, I would wait and watch, When God gets tired of humanity He would unleash me, his scourge. I would begin by encouraging 'peace' After all I know all tongues, I would ......Read the rest...

...I am but a single shuddering whisper trapped beneath the shroud, a lingering fluttering flicker of self indulgent doubt. I am but a small one, an itty bitty insignificant flake of dust, amon......Read the rest...

...To be seemingly individually targeted By all the wrath and perverseness In this world Personified by a heartless imbecile I know I know It’s not okay But, I plead with you Beseech......Read the rest...

...____________________________________________________________ It is the persona naught beseech favors from those four elements Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire for the restora......Read the rest...

... They thundered across the fertile plains, Those hardened hooves, those tangled manes, But now the Buffalo can't be found. They thundered across the fertile plains. The long grass h......Read the rest...

...Wordsworth wrote, in 'Splendor in the Grass,' about the glory that can be found in the flower. He alluded to a love that had long since passed, like clock hands tick off each second an......Read the rest...