Background Poems - Poems about Background

...Pondering the obituary poetry prompt (but I chose ocean) I want to write a poem Express the who of I am But that's why I write poetry Because I can't pass that exam I like to think I'm gentl......Read More

...(Is this better than ChatGPT did yesterday? We're having a contest.) dormant as naked shivering trees falling before me yearning for warmth and companionship in neverending cold cruel ......Read More

...Seeds sprout / stems firm / youth begs touch New buds / core splayed / soft life vouched House plant / leaves curl / sharp knife cuts Thoughts choke / chance lost / coax fresh pouch POET’S NOT......Read More

...I am not my skin nor what I wear, I am much more than what meets the eye, I am the love that I give and share, I am the laughter that springs up high. I am not defined by my looks, For beauty ......Read More

...I don’t write pretty poetry. Life’s just not like that. Sometimes it’s high, Sometimes it’s flat. Love doesn’t run smoothly For we are human and frail And sometimes we succeed Most of the time......Read More

...Four cafés in his small town,  on fourth floor window looking at the neighbour tower , he saw his friend entering the  shopping centre He went to join him as he wanted to share a cup of coffee with......Read More

...Maybe I’m drowning in my own thoughts Maybe I’m living in my own storm Maybe the trauma of the past are the waves crashing around my ship Maybe the clouds and pouring rain drops are the fear su......Read More

...How effortless you seem to write Under said paraffin oil and candor lit background It's almost as if one can hear the nib of your feathered quill draped in ink Scratch away at the parchme......Read More

...Women of the world By Michelle Morris 04/03/2023 Women of the world We need your love and warmth We need your compassion and care Your leadership and support For our nations rise and fal......Read More

...I balance my illicitly obtained bottle of absinthe from a man who knows a man, for an exorbitant amount of Euros, on the worn wooden windowsill of my topmost room at the rundown pension overlooking t......Read More

...I hated your silent footsteps at the airport, your departure to a station without me, but god knows how much I loved the music of your body between the whiteness of your thighs, the sound hall lay......Read More

... She knows when the lights are turned off there will be light somewhere else Understanding of connections between life and death The rains will come and the seeds will germina......Read More

...I’ve lost my keys to life, My ears, constantly ringing, Background noise to everything, Lost in my way. I loose myself, When my arms are full of you, How can I find you, Calling your name at......Read More

...By the afternoon I was back-on-my-toes. Almost every night my roommates and I sit around a low table in the common room of our suite, crossed legged, on cushions and do our homework. It’s less cl......Read More

...Meditator meditating in thought rested stillness Identity yet is and with it carries beliefs and concepts So sounds, images, light or subtle vibrations may manifest In the background there......Read More