Under My Skin Poems - Poems about Under My Skin

...The MELANCHOLY PAGES OF NATURE ! - ECHOES OF A PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE Among the goldens lines of history, Lied that tale of a mother, So green, So calm, So rich, so Pure, Admired by her b......Read the rest...

...An oyster felt an uncomfortable itch Caused by a stinging sand grain. Ten fathoms deep, he slowly made - a pearl, So that he was free of pain. A sea-diving Japanese ama, dove, Swimming to......Read the rest...

...My plate is always piled yet my fork has nothing on it, beamed up by sensory overload onto a different culinary planet. Please don’t think me rude for leaving most of each meal, it’s simply an ......Read the rest...

...Before my first kiss or chivalrous embrace A throbbing pulse in my heart started to race Sweetly my love for you began to grow Knickerbockers I love to watch and I never miss the Lake show ......Read the rest...

...The sun leads the day The moon controls the night The stars, harmonize in the skies, A light night to render. A cold breeze blows over my skin, My eyes float within the air in awe The precious ......Read the rest...

...Your milk skin like Voluptuous frame figurine Of Roman deities.......Read the rest...

... Euplastic creature transforms into my skin suit pretending it's me......Read the rest...

...Growing older is a carousel of highs and lows, each spin a memory, each turn a change. It’s the morning ache in places you never thought could hurt, the pizza you once devoured now a restles......Read the rest...

...A hostage in my own home. I should feel safe. I have no reason not to. And yet I am suffocating in my own skin. I am drowning, the feeling burns my throat and my eyes water. I want to crawl aw......Read the rest...

...Here I lie in this cooler, this fridge where I would rather not be, but the truth of the matter is you’ve done it, you got the best of me I lasted as long as I could, and I put up a good fight, but ......Read the rest...

...threat of winter, violent sea no more shall mischief mark will hold my scar under its moon and trace its haunted arc wander night in deepest sleep breathe into her mist blackest heart on ins......Read the rest...

...I can’t stop thinking, That the earth is round, round Like African women, That the seagulls are white, That dogs are crazy, They bark at poets, writers, I can’t stop thinking, That the sun i......Read the rest...

... Am I a freak? I pick my skin until I bleed It brings me peace and comfort Google says it’s my mental health or OCD It goes away for weeks, but when it comes back I have to feed My finger......Read the rest...

...The thing I look for, That thing I become. The perspective I carry, On that road, I am buried. The grave you fix for me, In that place, I never return. The proportion you hold for me, Always......Read the rest...

...I can’t believe I thought that there’d be no darkness when it’s dawn, I’ll be your queen of hearts, even if the cosmos did crack, ‘forever’ exists as an unseen reality, and the sun will always spr......Read the rest...