Back Poems - Poems about Back

Paul Hogan now..A battler thats true' tall tails and long days, The crocks could tell you.. Also' painter on the bridge Over Sydney town, tested and tried.' Yet still not bested.' The taxman wanted to make him Pay up' yet in the end?? Houges; just shot 'em down.'!...

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Screams taking up all I own Screams making me believe I am no one Screams enchanting him over my sorrow Cause his joy only lies on my failed tomorrow. They try and try To ensure I give up My eyes cry For they never give up. They take my beauty They take my time They take my energy To I can never...

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M-emories A-utomatically R-eturn I-nto T-he E-cho's S-ilence ©bfa061025 Monocrostic (Birthday of Marites Regis) ...

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Back Yard Just sitting on my back porch. In my back-yard. Looking into the sky. No worries. Keep things simple. Take it easy today and tomorrow. Live alone. That’s the way it goes. See birds fly. Skim through the air, by and by. Just wondering. Just relaxing. Take in the air. Smoke a cigar. Live...

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Insanity and back again Somethings got to give Whatever you do Please don't shout my name It calls up the demon In me We partied when we were young Had to stop the world from turning We ran as fast as we could and then faster You lived for the minute and never thought it all would be gone Crushing killing Creative aptitude Not even thinking of...

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Now and then the ocean is a blur in footprints so quickly nothing, spurred against that wild channeling — God, she took my memory, her baggy tides overrun, seaweed returned in the surf, serendipitous stun, How to follow you in your deep sea tomb — Sometimes I breathe in water to breathe in you, the gray ocean like a rod...

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I lay like that — arm above my head, one leg curled in, drowned in the smell of our bedsheet. somehow, I drifted off, and there you were again. I still do this thing where dreams change scenes like home videos. everything happens — we came back to where we wrote the letter with the pen. sorry. I was mean again. I said too much — so you stayed gone for so long. but kiss me...

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If I came back as a creature, I hope it might be a monarch butterfly. Or a lima bean colored luna moth or a female deer or a green elf. I do not want to come back as a baby goat. What about a penguin? Would you like to be a penguin? Maybe an empire penguin or a striped...

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Quiet weep This inspiring song strongly reinforces our global beliefs, originating from the depths of Africa. The chorus has gained considerable popularity online. While some may argue that it is more radical than spiritual, I respectfully disagree. It resonates deeply with those who hold these beliefs “No turning back” comes with a lot of meaning, behind this...

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I moved out of our house everyone sees me on the street I'm not homeless My home is gone I wait everyday outside where we met Just in case you come back You'll know where I'm at There's no home without you...

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There is a silence before the fall— not the absence of sound, but the heaviness of it, thick as fog, as thick as the space between heartbeats, when every thought crowds the same narrow room. The choice has settled like a stone in the chest, a weight pressing down harder than the world itself— and yet, beneath that pressure, there is...

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Children never fake it! True love comes from them I've never seen A child fake a smile Whenever they laugh It comes from their heart Portraying their beautiful soul Without pains or hidden intentions. Children never fake it!! With innocent They emerge earth Without sin Imitating whatever They see Watching whatever we do Doing more of what we do than what we teach. Children never fake...

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The red earth remembers my name, whispers it in the dust that rises, welcoming me home, not as I was, but as I have become. The streets hum, alive with rhythm, voices colliding like rivers meeting, the scent of Indian chai thick in the air, folding memory into the morning breeze. I return to a place both known and strange, where past and present...

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I have gone where stars dissolve in violet flame, Beyond the breathless hush of time and name, Where silence swells like tides beneath the skin, And nothing waits to let the light begin. The galaxies bent low to let me pass— Each one a frozen bloom of shattered glass. I listened for a voice, a breath, a bell, But all was still,...

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(Verse 1) I remember the chill in the air, When you said goodbye, like you didn’t care. Your words cut deep, left me bare, But I stayed silent, pretending I was fine. You walked away, said you needed space, That freedom would bring you back to grace. But in your eyes, I saw a trace Of something we couldn’t leave behind. (Pre-Chorus) I thought I’d...

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