Blurry Poems - Poems about Blurry

... In the gloomy nights Dies my life; my soul Fighting unconquerable fights Demons within the cold Lying on the floor half dead__alive Fading image of the shore Far off for a glide A se......Read the rest...

...,,Just don't look, focus on something else", my therapist said. I stopped: ,,What should I do?" ,,Do the hobbies you like, what do you like to do?" ,,Boxing" ,,Then go boxing, your thoughts disap......Read the rest...

... My internal clock is a bane to me waking me from dreams of paradise thrusting me into life's stark reality not allowing sleep when closing my eyes No matter how many hours of sleep I need ......Read the rest...

...Living pigmentations of one’s imagination, Inferring colors makes our vision blurry, but the scorching sun rests our eyes once again. Fog covers the lenses of reality, making our eyes peel at ......Read the rest...

...Pictures of life are so blurry looking through the lens of a wet pane Wind fills it with all its fury heavy; driving me today a cold rain It howls with a strength; if only I could use the screen as......Read the rest...

...Felt this uneasy tide of disdain the world around me seems too mundane eyes have lost the shine lost the path I never knew was mine this seems like a never-ending dream heard an encroaching scre......Read the rest...

... I am losing the war against myself Who I am vs who I am supposed to be against what I am It exhausting when your opponent is a fighter Its exhausting fighting the mirror Cuts and bruises un......Read the rest...

... Glistening lights in the valley and on yonder hills. Starry night reflected on the ground but with electric bills! Still quiet as the motorway’s to and fro moves through the night. Silent feat......Read the rest...

...I write my thoughts on paper, let ink of my soul glow, amidst the grief I carry in echoing stillness, for it is through words, I’ve found healing,...Read the rest...

...Foureyes is my name. Seeing everything in the frame, On the left, On the right, Everything is blurry to my sight. Which is good from my perspective, Less definition is my objective. As the vis......Read the rest...

...I loved you. I really did. My poetry is about you Your face so neatly carved into my brain I can draw you from memory. You were the first to know how I felt How you tugged at my heartstrings......Read the rest...

...When eyes are filled with tears you miss what's to come......Read the rest...

... I think when it comes to seeing beauty in the world… one of the best things that’s ever happened to me… is to have been born with blurry vision…with eyes that can’t clearly see. When I look ou......Read the rest...

...Every year In Robin Hood Country Nottingham There in October, they hold. What is known, as the Goose Fair. It's huge. and goes back centuries, straining the Middle Ages, perhaps even longer. My pal......Read the rest...

...It was just lying there on the floor like a poem I had abandoned, left for dead, considered trash Not a breath did it take No thrashing to behold I'd not witnessed its death in the making, tru......Read the rest...