Bleeding Poems - Poems about Bleeding

... In my past existence, circumstance sowed my roots deep into woods of foreign soil, slowly I ascended spreading my wings, yearning to be evergreen, blossoming in summer with glossy verdant le......Read More

... If "we" are a sin, Why is my heart bleeding for you? Why is my soul screaming out your name? Chained by the links of horrors that hold me against you, Towered high up above the ground, L......Read More

...My Cat Named Shadow I had myself a cat, Who wore a coat of black, And a little tuft of white, Around his collar tight He looked just like a priest, But I think the devil he, For he never rea......Read More

... I'm breathing like the sun in black horizons, but internal embers burn in invisible ignorance. Tired from being constantly raped by life, I've become ashamed of veiled emotions, confused betw......Read More

...Does an empty jar weep? 6 Crying wine or water 6 My hollow bowl thirsty 6 You scream for wet matter 6 Yet you lie like a dry monk 7 Patiently waiting for me 7 Your mouth opened to be drunk 7......Read More

...You are an open wound In the depths of my memory. Years down the line, Your actions still haunt me. Never have I healed From the wound that you left. It’s oozed and infected But I cover it u......Read More

... You can hear her in the dark, listening – Like the wind’s cool breathe, glistening, Telling hearts to believe, just believe – Because love will not deceive, won’t deceive! You can......Read More

...Will you come, Oh merciful Lord? To touch and heal my bleeding heart. When I sob in suppressed agony, Ease my heart so torn apart. I entreat with a voice distressed, To the one w......Read More

... i don’t often come to these corners where in shadows the past lies memories taken from the shelves dust them off, each one a different root with connections to the same tree never a residing ......Read More

...I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. I think I made you up inside my head. -Sylvia Plath I see no reason to rhyme, but an aching heart......Read More

...I was a knowledgeable color expert, with a degree in enthralling color theory, And was proficient with color related software, like evening sun grown weary. With cognizance of color psychology, a......Read More

...Light brush dabble rose Hues of waning ember Upon cheeks lightly flame Over eyes of silver Her body seems cold, Because she is lost in the fold …of the moonlight Stone boat even keel clip......Read More

...Ohbard and Pell meet up over lifetimes and dimensions for exchanges and conversations: and as Pell approached his master he could see Ohbard's attention was taken what has you so keenly in......Read More

...Echoes of your diffusive elegies, in the core of your rare piercing beautiful soul, recollections of somber yesteryears, sprouting deep lacerations and stigmatized unseen wounds, blackened in your go......Read More

... BREATHS of poetic words come flowing like snowflakes falling in my mind they drift and collide &merge into a poem a puzzle beautiful IN MOMENTS a thought is bo......Read More