At Ease(P) Poems - Poems about At Ease(P)

...We save some money, if we can, So when we’re up in age, We’ll have enough to get us through That final “elder” stage. To me, that always meant that I’d Be set for life to spend On all the thi......Read the rest...

... When food and clean water linger moments from lips and anything else at our fingertips, Quadruple consumption settles to stay and anything paper is just one click away When they sell us our p......Read the rest...

...If you are the vast, ever-changing ocean, I will be the sturdy mountain, holding you close, Embracing your gentle morning waves with care, And welcome your crashing tidal surges in the evening wi......Read the rest...

... Started in lockdown when a little bored, with tender care planted hundreds of seeds. To create a garden to be adored, spent days removing the most ugly weeds. Bought plants to attract......Read the rest...

...Indigo ink dreams Dripping from heart Tattoos tongue with kinetic kiss Green electric buzz like sip Of fine blueberry wine so sweet Dreamy turquoise love touch Filling me up with red desire On......Read the rest...

...IN MY 16 YEARS.. They always tell you, Comparison is the thief of joy, I miss those years of innocence where it was just me and my favourite toy, I didn't feel the need to look at other peopl......Read the rest...

... My mom and dad fought in World War 2 They made it home…which is every soldiers aim I didn’t know them before their war but I imagine they didn’t come back the same. I had friends who were draf......Read the rest...

...We dream, with eyes that pierce the veil, Hope paints a future, bright and hale. Beyond horizons, dreams unfurl, A tapestry for a transformed world. We light the path, where shadows lie, The......Read the rest...

...Traitorous tinges were seen in Levi. Did he love Rome? Could patriots ever bear their disloyal citizens? As a tax collector, he's a stranger to his own home. Amidst selfish motives, Matthew had hi......Read the rest...

...I’m wrying to trite poetry, I’m doing it all the day, Wrying to get the turds out, To must jean what I say. Rumtimes the syme hust jappens, Other wimes it’s tierd, And the jeaning is all mumb......Read the rest...

... “One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love.” Sophocles, Greek Poet So, what is life without the gift of love; an empty shell to face it all alone. W......Read the rest...

...I tell you my secrets through the hums Of buzzing, stringed bees The rumblings of my thumb I pretend to play it all with ease My memories seem to wane But my fingers know their place A screec......Read the rest...

...As thorns exist with the rose, or redness subsists with blood The evil that dwells in hearts has its traits in the physique. Though humans try to nip all negativism in the bud, Expressions of the ......Read the rest...

...There’s a story untold, A mystery to unfold. Even in her unfinished state, Her beauty will forever captivate. Da Vinci’s hand has started the task, Her delicate face, unable to mask. His......Read the rest...

...Freedom, freedom, where are you? Let my action be of choice and have the absence of necessity to liberate my mind from slavery. Produce the quality of good state in me. Freedom, freedom, wh......Read the rest...