Matter Poems - Poems about Matter

...It’s funny to look at creatives, painters, writers, musicians and such, look back across their bodies of work, and laugh at how much of it is luck, that things they put their whole soul into now......Read the rest...

...Sebaceous glands connected to follicles secrete an oily substance called sebum With a title deeply rooted in subject matter iterated above invariably makes for hair raising poem, though I immed......Read the rest...

... My tendency to slip into the dark- a matter you have now begun to press. In realms of time and pain, I ache no less; you undervalue still, its lasting mark. So see me stand before you, ba......Read the rest...

...Two people are on the screen which one is your dream? Two dresses are hanging on the door which one did you picked up on the shore; two cabs are waiting at the gate which one is your date? This place......Read the rest...

...Jamais Vu ~ "The feeling of being unfamiliar with something that is familiar. The opposite of deja vu." These days, life is shroud in a fog so vivid I’m forgetting what it was like before I’m fe......Read the rest...

...After my traumatic brain injury witnessing a murder I didn’t think the world could even get any worse my children and I survived 4 major hurricanes I decided to move north to his home town he began b......Read the rest...

... Legacy, paradox and affirmation Bound the human society Distinct from nature's other entit......Read the rest...

... I learned to love the river waves lapping ‘neath our boat Glint of sun set the scene a-sparkle as over the waters we’d float Some days the fish were biting others, they st......Read the rest...

... They pick, I wait, Now it's too late! Always the last one picked, Doesn't matter, I wait! Last in line, Last too lunch, Last to get tall. ......Read the rest...

...life the main blessing despite pain, grief or stressing seems worth professing what we haven't got drives many human's sub-plot until being caught unthinking chatter caustic words maim and......Read the rest...

...My hands are sutured behind my head. I lie like a fallen yield sign on the side of the road. My path is yellow and humble. My hands separate. Pull. And split open the back of my skull.......Read the rest...

...Years ago seems like weeks ago, weeks feels like days Of me seeing you in so many ways, such light that won’t fade The past from me nor these sparkes say, how deeply your refinement affect me Bef......Read the rest...

...In the pocket of the evening, language floats – a cosmic virus, Its seeds unknown, brought on the wings of silent comets. It clings to people as the light of stars to the night-time tree crowns, W......Read the rest...

...Teacher Dear Teacher Thanks for the hard work and dedication To the students that you teach Thanks for always practicing what you preach Thanks for instilling in them The things that ......Read the rest...

...I believe everybody should and can Write poetry or at least one or A few poems every now and then. We all HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO WIN! that essential within. You should begin with reading poems ......Read the rest...