Appetites Poems - Poems about Appetites

...We live in a cardboard city it is an island of lost souls and beggars who shuffle about in the cloth of another time and place that have turned into rags which clings to our skins like scabs t......Read More

...There is a network of very powerful entities. All worship satan very seriously. Their network ranges internationally, engaging in a great variety of the most depraved criminality. Their satanic i......Read More

... There was a man named Maslow, who designed a hierarchy of needs for every soul. Foremost are the physiological. Without food, water or sleep, we can’t be whole. The other major needs are in t......Read More

...Free association comprises ratiocination... Bonafide catatonic doggedness, nevertheless this stubborn stoic poet writ afore and another feeble effort courtesy exhaustive mental effort he brewe......Read More

... How long is a short time, a hairs breadth above never Seen within one eye blink, the lash will move forever Perception throws curveball's, upon prismatic minds Yet outside double slits, life......Read More

... We were not there to welcome them home but came later in the long evenings when nightmares ravaged their sleep. Peace had walled in the horrors hiding in the heads of good men. Big blocks......Read More

...We see the sunlight fleeting, long shadows creeping in, dark paths the wolves are beating, we feel we cannot win. The predators are feasting in darkness everywhere, those let alive retreating, ......Read More

......“I will not just kill you,”she then proclaimed, “That is too easy, I will make you hurt! When your dread becomes real, I will come bite one, then leave you ’till the change has done it’s work. ......Read More

...Oh you can't have sex after sixty She said with a bit of a blush You can't have sex after sixty It's meant for the young folk like us. So if I get that testosterone rush When we're lying toget......Read More

... Against times of sweet reality created now by us we acknowledge confidence, reinsurance from stepping stones laying still upon the ground of unspoken words. Less, we don't appear astounded by ......Read More

...The past – it’s gone and yet, it lingers on Darkening the sun’s warmth, yet – occasionally Breathing joy through the heart and soul, awakening Kindness, compassion – inspiration and hope The pa......Read More

...It was just an affair of convenience, No love or other emotion al stuff, Just meeting for sessions of sex Because neither was getting enough. There was certainly sexual attraction And our sex wa......Read More

...This is the 21st Century Where it seems the masses Are still placed on this Earth To serve the upper classes, Feed their acquisitive appetites Wipe their delicate arses, And all in all perpetu......Read More

...It was summertime and healing from the winter’s dark Felt like memories were alone and silent, warring with the doubts Leaves green and dancing with the breeze, wings of hope Laughing at the lost ......Read More

...Yes, Jose, this is another love letter from anthroprivileged me to LeftBrain dominant you for multicultural us. I'm still here sinking into my deep blue camp chair with feet resting on a wea......Read More