Yen Poems - Poems about Yen

...An evanescent bouquet of skewed briars, is how a tinsel laden tawdry essence wickedly unfolds , scuppered signpost to a fetid human compost, faint light pendant on soul crushed quantum migrant,......Read the rest...

...We see feeble form decay and death will soon have its way, which makes tremulous heart sigh, at our wasted life gone by. Scriptures affirm God exists but lingering doubt persists, so we must ......Read the rest...

... My dear sweetheart, let's take a walk and have a talk Whispering sweet murmurs of forevermore on that golden shore Pronouncing promises of staying together in every weather Remi......Read the rest...

... Permit me now this slight confession… for years about sushi I’ve had the wrong impression. I thought all sushi was spicy…I’ve thought this since I was young… and I have an aversion to any food......Read the rest...

...SPOKEN MOMENT Thanks for your stories, my dearest They are precious richest, Resources of present pain But tomorrow’s gain. I cannot afford but yen Upon to retell them When your heart rates ......Read the rest...

...There’s a burning yen nomadic deep within entrenched, to absorb fresh environments ambrosial on foot, where incidental hue or august colour wash abound, or that March bloom tantalising shady patch......Read the rest...

... Gratitude suffuses me today at prospect to plumb the depths of a fledgling friendship (respecting fidelity to wife) even one bound within the parameters of cyberspace, I feel courtesy your a......Read the rest...

...Upon the stage of life, fair maidens dance, Their bodies stage props , they feign romance, With painted faces, and affected charms, They play their roles, and bear society's harms. Forced to co......Read the rest...

...M-me S-stranger M-watt he say dat vogonese b-4 he flu away deep-sea me, deep-sea me thot dat at lease i new vogonese hee-haw-why-yen me knot no vogonese under-neat da kokomo tree thot i......Read the rest...

...In trickling branch, I wade Then the creek at the path's end drew my spirit in I stayed, played Now the mill pond Its deep, cool waters refreshin' I bond But then Sea's moves m......Read the rest...

...Mideast Peace: Oxymoron Though descendent of Jews, I feel boggled at the brutal, nasty and wanton war between Israelis and Palestinians. Many innocent victims bred to know and hate their en......Read the rest...

...Encomium for cumulative collection of trash The pyromaniac within yours truly beckons sacrificial ritual mine burning (man's) sacred plastic bags of rubbish (comprised of: hairs combed, ditto......Read the rest...

...October 7th, 2023 upon third anniversary of mine papa's passing... Death no longer jars, nixes, and rattles mine sense and sensibilities without pride nor prejudice no matter (even with margin......Read the rest...

...The world is one giant cake bowl staring at you until you grow old. It’s has its mischief’s and its tricks and pumpkin pie swirling in the dish. You are going to bake a cake a day for all the hun......Read the rest...

...I can only imagine how n'ice e-z floe... Tubby in the calving throes breaking free and clear shepherding, milking, and honing rambunctious as bovine bris versus being stymied courtesy cow ......Read the rest...