Anonymity Poems - Poems about Anonymity

... For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch ......Read the rest...

...If my being is not born from words, What am I, in the vast anonymity? Not a sculptor of poems with the chisel of language, Nor a painter stirring the carousel of colors. If scars do not define me......Read the rest...

...I just won a medal I wasn’t in a war I think it’s made of gold I don’t know what it’s for. I’m shocked at what it weighs. They threw me a parade I got an honorary degree Jimmy Fallon had me ......Read the rest...

...In the chamber of silence where souls converge, Masks lie in wait, the nocturnal guardians of our being. Adorned with grimaces and velvet smiles, They are armors against the unknown arrows of the ......Read the rest...

...Grief tears down the walls, Built by scarred hearts, Convincing walls, sturdy like the oak – But not nearly as resilient when anguish trembles In hearts who have never known the dark, The soundl......Read the rest...

... I’m a brick and oh so lonely, sitting here a hundred years. Dry as dirt…oh if only I could shed a single tear. Here’s my story, forty stories, up way high above the ground. To the left and ......Read the rest...

... Penultimate misty mile resonates pined sunset swan song of forlorn footprints transformed to flattened anonymity. In the shadow of cleaved cloud in swarming storm turmoil threads we......Read the rest...

...In the Mysterious Realm Many wonders are hidden in the world, unseen, Songs and sorrows that flow without a thought of time, Anxieties and radio waves that wander through the air, Fragrances danc......Read the rest...

... With the start of snow and festive delight, A tale unfolds on this magical night. Be-clause Santa, you know, is more than it seems, A secret held tight by holiday dreams. And as we explore......Read the rest...

... I'm a brick and oh so lonely, sitting here a hundred years. Dry as dirt...oh if only I could shed a single tear. Here's my story, forty stories, up way high above the ground. To the left and ......Read the rest...

... Fairy Princess dreamer alone in the ring of stones At the end of the Rainbow Do not let it be the end of faith Little one, you did not lose your gold, ......Read the rest...

... Earthly Reality The day silently journey toward anonymity with eyes wide awake while a plethora of resolute......Read the rest...

...The majority see normality in their conformity of reality think the minority less ordinary living independently of society so the predominantly found commonality to follow the herd unquestionably......Read the rest...

...Theres is a freedom in writing poetry A freedom to share of matters of the heart To be honest and open without judgement For me anonymity plays its part I find it easier and therapeutic at time......Read the rest...

...The slow drip, drip Of connection Until we feel known Intensive flavours Splash and dance Off the tongue The heady rush Of acceptance Undiluted The desire For more Conversation No......Read the rest...