Bedsheets Poems - Poems about Bedsheets

...Yesterday was hot, it nailed its peeling skin to a desiccated air. This morning, rain is falling, but it has yet to land - a weightbearing sky creaks though it does not break. Above straini......

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...She wears rainbows in her almond curls and paints her eyelids with green swirls. Her cheeks blush with innocent pearls Soft as her favourite fruit- strawberries. Mascara wand in her fingers cas......

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... the thought of you is consuming me even as I consume content on how to communicate with you. I won’t turn on the camera— the perception of being perceived is too much. I’m avoiding you li......

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...I scrubbed the shame from under my fingernails, as if guilt could be washed like dirt. Cold showers never baptized the ache; just gave it discipline, a neat little collar for the beast inside. ......

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...It started when I saw you Those seductive eyes Those luscious lips That pretty little smile... Those tasty looking hips... I wanted to kiss you, I wanted to taste you... I wanted your body on ......

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...We were five in the room, Mama whispered her last prayer before bed, the fan turned slowly, tired like the rest of us. It was just another night stars above, silence below. Then the silence crac......

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...Try to get out of bed early, try to make your bed. Inhale. Your off-white bedsheets haven’t been washed in a month. Try purchasing a new detergent, one of those that’s petal-scented: 2 in 1 ......

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...Love is the sound of your coffee brewing early in the morning Love is Autumn leaves forming and falling on a brisk evening Love is the warmth from the tea mug you savor before bed Love is wrapping......

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...He starts with the natural order of things, thinks wash bedsheets, been pushing chores aside - that's just natural. Done with saccharine, from now on teaspoonful of honey at least until ......

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...I've shoved everything into the corners of my room, And now there are little bits of everything that I can't seem to get rid of, scattered across my carpet. And there are cobwebs hanging from the c......

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...I awoke to the sound of rustling leaves As the wind murmured its sweet nothings My window was a canvas of silhouetted trees And the liquid gold only sunlight brings The air in my room was warm ......

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...The day is conceived, tossed bedsheets birth landscapes. Apelike, a grin gawps. In the backroom of a slow thought I dress for breakfast - recall the tropics, sticky rice, coconut milk and ......

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...A Bed’s Duty I begin your day and end it too, Decorated by bedsheets and pillows new, Massage your head till your eyes won't open, It's harder to do then it's spoken, A layer of comfort envelo......

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...A sweet fragrance pierced the air As I hold on to this moment. Awaking at last to lonesome bedsheets As I hear movement from within the kitchen. I arise to a foggy atmosphere being probed by ......

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... wild wind whipping trees bend and thrash leaves rudely torn off gardens trashed blackening skies presage the storm rain drops attack and hail pellets form shattering glass in windows a......

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