Left Poems - Poems about Left

...The last best hope, the redneck pope the hicks are counting on, won’t need his travel kit when he’s on Ricker’s Island. Gavel it! He orders bedroom windows made of bricks: aspires to nothing high......Read the rest...

...Her bathrobe hangs forgotten by the door. Her clothes strewn all across the bedroom floor. And I find that I don’t care anymore For she’s still with me. Her makeup takes up all the counter space.......Read the rest...

...Like us all poets, we are all the same humankind, Our thoughts have no boundaries, no limitations, We may be bound by the different virtues and vices in life, But we all seek the same truth in ......Read the rest...

...Hills & Crosses I hung myself on a cross To atone for my works An attempt on my soul To rid him off of his unwholesomeness To cut off the tree of transgressions, I continously ate of its f......Read the rest...

...The place you left, it’s shrouded with leaves now Hasn’t got a touch of my skin since For my heart, it never did allow Turned many times, in case you mirrored Found it lonely, just like I feared......Read the rest...

... There’s a place, a space Parallel to ours I wear the same face Have the same shoe size But I wear fancier duds It's a suit and tie My hair is short, not long I’m not sad there, I’m sm......Read the rest...

... One of the joys of walking in the darkness…before the early light of day is getting to walk among the shadows as the come out to play. When the moon is bright she sheds her light and our whole ......Read the rest...

...He came in human flesh, So He would see someone like me, He wore the robes of pain, grief and struggles, So He could relate to my emotions. He took the fall, So He could understand why I stumb......Read the rest...

... "Cocoon" They say... a New World traces over the old, leaving the unaware, erased, far behind the old unaware, left far behind, crawls the walls in its web of ......Read the rest...

...What is faith? Faith to me is believing in myself Its not measured by money nor measured by wealth Faith is the unseen hand that moves in my life Faith is knowing that God is shining his light F......Read the rest...

... Well hello there, wondered where you’ve been. It sure is good to hear from you again. It’s been a long time since we last met. Tell me what’s your name again, I forget. There was a girl who......Read the rest...

...Through wanderings of dreams that simmer beneath closed eyelids, A man chose to remain silent, waiting in vain for vibrant moments. Wrapped in the warm cocoon of faded security, He saw life turnin......Read the rest...

... trickling streams   enlist fingers stroke translating silent stares script air bubbles soul skirmishes dying   and breath twitches her amort jabs shatter blind eyes soft breaths   lin......Read the rest...

...To what does she owes this? She asked in her grief A little girl left with no belief Of what it means to be a child She yearns for love as All other girls does The lunch pack in the bag The......Read the rest...

...Don’t look for me in the meadow for I won’t be there The little girl you once knew is gone forever and I don’t know where Left to search for those long lost dreams I longed to come true Dreams t......Read the rest...