Bleeds Poems - Poems about Bleeds

...An evening breeze tickles the leaves on trees; and an ancient oak tree creeks, sighs, and heaves. As silhouettes merge, they soon disappear, and the owls and bats advance their premiere.......Read the rest...

...My voice is filled with broken tremors, As I describe the layers of my pain. Each breath blows out the bitter emptiness, And I hear myself going insane. I interact with demons I battle, And......Read the rest...

...To taste the word illustrious, you must take your gifts serious; Write until your soul bleeds; Break your most inflexible shell, allow the Muse to shake and swell; Who knows where it all leads? ......Read the rest...

...I wish to break through, to heal my soul with the whiteness of words, But they hide in my shadow like shy animals. My story is a forest where the echo of footsteps has been lost, And my pain is th......Read the rest...

... Sounds, bathed in memories, Glistening, shimmering, sparkly sounds On rivers of gentle, feeling left out By August sun, blazing tangerine, bursting Buttery wonder through the ref......Read the rest...

... Random moments drip liquid chronicles through my mind. In still moments, there are quiet images, bold and brilliant, baking their shadows into my dreams. I’m in a sea of brokenness, f......Read the rest...

...Your indifference, the breath that sparked the fire beneath bridges, Where my once sure steps now breach bonds and ridges. Your scars are but an alluring landscape, Their call, an echo urging me t......Read the rest...

...Dear eloquent weaver of woes and throes, When the last pewter petal of weary winter falls as piercing prose, placing star-kissed tulips between our poignant poems, rewritten with effervescent......Read the rest...

... "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it" George Santayana. The American Revolutionary War was The 13 colonies' war for independence. Their beliefs and resolve were so ......Read the rest...

...as I stare into vast emptiness, somehow, I feel complete. I go to the forest, for rest. the sun's rays peak through the leaves. caving into myself, the light intrudes my being. within you’ll ......Read the rest...

...Peer deep into my eyes, what do you perceive? They hail me as strong, yet my heart grieves. Funny how it no longer bleeds red, Perhaps my heart, too, is weary, fed Up with heartbreaks, betrayals, and......Read the rest...

... In a dim-lit room where shadows linger, I sit alone, with pen in hand, Seeking solace in the ink's embrace. The paper waits, blank and serene, A canvas for my thoughts to flow, A......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So this is what they call anomie? A grayness, A blank, All things devoid of beauty? When the eternal arms, Have left me to my own devices, To toil in ......Read the rest...

... When the words don’t lure me with their muse, Desire to pour out hopes, dreams, light that bleeds, Wetting the beauty of my heart’s best seeds, Emptying the feelings, once caged by......Read the rest...

... O beloved rose in my garden of fairy-lamps, would you bloom in hues of stardust? let the daffodil moon envy this fragrant field of immortal lyrics~ for I’ll treat you with kindness,......Read the rest...