Backwards Poems - Poems about Backwards

... Knew a delicate flyer named flutterby She'd fly backwards not like other butterflies Kept bumping into things But on AGT she could sing Sang opera brought a tear to my eyes ......Read the rest...

...FROMAGE BADINAGE Some cheeses improve with age But, in danger of being verbose Just serve me plain and mature Yellow, without that thick rind And tastier on the tongue, I find Not fancy, wit......Read the rest...

...In misty heights, where clouds embrace the stone, Our souls ignite, no longer flesh and bone. Dawn breaks, a spark across the dreaming sky, As master's words make reality fly. We climb throug......Read the rest...

...If you think you can fight Christ Now walk and work on your own light Or dark without any support, religion Without hurting any or otherwise. Know your mind not the matter weigh your h......Read the rest...

...I cannot go backwards. I can’t believe in the deception You impersonate so well Smell of flowers Plucked in hell Hugs and kisses when lights are on Yells and broken walls When we are all alon......Read the rest...

... Hexagonal in shades of cobalt blue Backlit beauty, tantalisingly never labelled Danger has always been that way Inviting salivation pre and post consumption Where would I go to in the unknown......Read the rest...

...If I be what I’m and stay ever so, My cares and concerns if live a bit low, If painful memories vanish by morn O to wipe out my life’s whispering woes, If I can forget pains like a newborn, ......Read the rest...

...Like when the river flowed backwards. These things that come to my mind what is the quartz of this design? There is this Thing also, I remember the roses of blue hue. How very very extraordinarily ......Read the rest...

...These fears I have swallow me whole though I fight to be released I feel I've gone rouge which has moments of crying spells but no tears have yet fallen taking swings at the gates but I've only wept ......Read the rest...

...Sitting in my therapist office calmly she takes her pen lines it with my forehead between my eyes my eyes make movements back and forth following the pen back and forth a sort of pendulum on a clock ......Read the rest...

...you crawled from the bottom of tomorrow withered beneath my feet the smell of forgotten earth arose bountiful cruelty emerged my mind craved awful goodness standing before me a hidden fig......Read the rest...

...Your existence is worthless never believe there's hope for you gaze into a mirror you are nothing <......Read the rest...

...I cannot begin I cannot end I am wailing as a wind at sea Crashing waves forwards And backwards I am neither dead I am neither life I am torment I am frustration on a brink I am... I am......Read the rest...

...An abattoir, a hymn of scythes severing flesh, is sung mellifluously by a siren with onyx scales. Bubbles in the twilight abyssal depths, a symphonic orchestra of eels gavotte. Orbs watch at these pr......Read the rest...

... With jewels dangling from his lobes and a gnarled finger entangled in dreadlocks, “Arrrg, we must find the cove, where the butterflies grow!” exclaims Captain Metamorphosis with a g......Read the rest...