Milk It Poems - Poems about Milk It

... Written: April 24, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Tread of life a strand of hair disassociation desolation devastation floribunda fl......Read the rest...

...Rural Sunday I sat on a milk ramp by a road that has not suffered the indignity to be covered in a black trickle  Sunday! the sky was eternally blue I could standing up, see the sea the water......Read the rest...

...What do I have? TIME opened Immortality I’m told… Certainty for myself I’m supposed to exist A shell-shocked, indignantly recovering physical fortitude notable in stride Unused, rusty eclectic v......Read the rest...

...Every lively landscape and tree were stripped by fierce winter of their verdant, elegant dress: and while they are naked and grieving amid rainfall and fog: they still wish for sunny days! Ever......Read the rest...

...You asked, how can I laugh and live And show no sign of fear to give? In anger's grip, I too shout real loud Yet, also in tears, I burst, my fears unbound. Why be so critical then, you ask To ......Read the rest...

...Welcome to the land of love and blood. Welcome to the land of milk and honey, but never stumble and fall in the mud. Stay on the path that's bright and sunny. Don't you ever bow down to the god......Read the rest...

...In the morning light, a milk bottle stands, A relic of bygone days, in my trembling hands. Embossed with nostalgia, a link to the past, From the dairy farm, where memories last. As a little gir......Read the rest...

...Tea leaves, tea bags which is the way to go, Square, round or triangular, stirring them to and fro. Milky, sugary or a builders brew, Have you thought which best suits you. Whichever you choo......Read the rest...

...Help me please! I'm a kid, and I'm confused. Something's wrong with me - I like to run wild and free 'neath the sun, And climb a willow tree. I ask too many questions, that I know. Tell me......Read the rest...

...A world yet unknown The place feared The path lost in time Is a land endeared Where angels refuse to tread Is the place I build my nest A land forlorn and barren I discovered is flowing w......Read the rest...

... He wears thick gloves when he strings the barbed wire, fashioning a thorny fence from prickly metal spines, reminding me that cattle like to know the boundaries, the edges of a pasture, clever......Read the rest...

...Do you know what it feels like when your dad leaves to go get the milk and comes back with a gun and some vengeance? No? Well me neither. See look, being funny is hard. Some people don’t like your......Read the rest...

...The Age of Man We carried on The age of man Till moon of tin bore An electric sun And all machines Shone bright and clean Keeping silent But wanting more Till the purpose mind Did lo......Read the rest...

...Feels the sun like silk Wafting the Ocean Park life Freshest melon milk.......Read the rest...

...Her fair-skinned form is more than I deserve; because her skin is light, and mine is dark, like Tristan and Yseult's love which King Mark forbade, we're banned from passion's sweet prese......Read the rest...