Account Poems - Poems about Account

... "One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love. Sophocles, Greek Poet How can our world be so abundant and blessed with nature's vast displays of harmony, so filled ......Read the rest...

... On stage he struts in sequined costume, a plume of feathers cocked high on head A thespian poet of no account is ranting though his troupe boasts of his skill and talent But the loo......Read the rest...

...This is a poem I wrote on my Instagram account daisymeadows2023 Poetry prompt for Coralynn. poetry PRESCRIBED POETRY Prescription - 1 poem a day, 1 pen and paper, Add words that you wish to s......Read the rest...

...before life begins we accrue fictional sins so guilt always wins lest any deem themselves free to alter reality dollars and distance do not measure existence despite persistence constant de......Read the rest...

...THE STUDIO BOOTH In a studio booth, the rapper did stand, With dreams of a hit, but empty pockets at hand. "No money to record," he sadly exclaimed, The producer's negative response was ta......Read the rest...

...We entered the post today the hall was filled with so many disabled veterans and their families many lost their medical benefits due to living situation some were homeless some moved in with ......Read the rest...

...ODD SOCKS EVERYWHERE! I wake up in the morning, And I don't know what to do, I can only find odd socks, This morning I have an interview! There's some with characters, But I can only find one......Read the rest...

... HOW TO THREATEN Amazon.com I wrote Stolen Silence a non fiction book. 2 years ago Twitter, Facebook and Amazon shadow banned the book.. A lot of people tried to review the book but were b......Read the rest...

... Dear Temporary Bliss, I Sense a Shift Amidst When I No Longer Crave Your Embrace or Your Kiss Reaching For The High Hanging Fruit Wet Behind The Ears, "Know It All" Youth Suspicion Birthed B......Read the rest...

...Sans sixth (psychic) sense... poise zen dystopian rant This prognosticator doth predict potential based at current rate sinister debacle that will instantaneously annihilate, United States st......Read the rest...

...In the realm where night caresses the dawn, Under the stellar vault, where time rests in memories, A song rises, an echo of lost souls, On lands where love, an eternal enigma, weaves its myths. D......Read the rest...

...A Patron's Vanity [A protest poem]--- By Cherbo Geeplay How sunny the day becomes remains to be seen under these monsoon rains as a scarf hangs on the clouds, prodding to be noticed in ......Read the rest...

...DEAD RECKONING That stain of guilt, it haunts me still And it will live with me until The end of days, when that arrives As we account for all our lives In that moment one pays the bill A v......Read the rest...

...Things aren't the same anymore There's nothing to account for I wish there was a painless way to end things I wish you no longer had access to my heartstrings They aren't the same strengt......Read the rest...

...Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live The following poetic account written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, while I (a socially withdrawn *****S......Read the rest...