Bridge Poems - Poems about Bridge

...— — — — — — A walk through the old town and a girl on the street near the stone bridge. Brown eyes with withered memory covered the crying soul, which wiped the sand of the past from the shoes......Read More

... To be on time, We must toe the line. Do not hurry, fret, or rush, Or miss the plane, train, or bus. No. Time does not wait, But still, don't be late. Give her due respect. Be prompt and do......Read More

... In passion's realm where hearts entwine, Where desire ignites with every sign, There lies a moment, sweet and true, Where kisses pave the path anew. Like gentle raindrops on a parched land, ......Read More

...Every second, every minute, every single thought about you Wonders of this still could be too good to be true Fluttering in my heart, palpitations go amiss I yearn for the touch of your skin, and ......Read More

... In summer we shatter into pieces of grief In autumn we decay as a fallen leaf Mizzling rain that dribbles down begrimed window pane Binds me to the chain of an o......Read More

...He reassured with a kiss And sorted out The Details Persian Cat and the Humming bird Watches the flowers Swaying in the garde......Read More

...He reassured with a kiss And sorted out The Details Adagio Crescendo was introduced to Fugue Crescendo at a time......Read More

... "Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them here and there: even the last flower is withered; yet there is a beauty in decay." Quote by _Constance La......Read More

...If I had just a single day to live, The value of my world would realign. Instead of what I'd gain, what could I give To raise the worth of what I leave behind? I'd mend the bridge instead of gr......Read More

...Sometimes, it’s okay To let it go raw To let it thaw Above or under the bridge It is wise or sage To let it reach the bay Speak out Shout out Let it fall Let it roll Let the tears flow Let......Read More

...Faceless head of coal Below him arms swing legs steam Over the apex of a highway bridge The spooky figure Cross-country skis on the concrete Glides right to left across the frost of my windshi......Read More

...I was born in Sunny Southern California, in the hottest month of the year! cries out my mother. California is known for its drought season; one we just came out of, it lasted four years. Imagine no......Read More

...For the first time from the creation of eternity we find ourselves now standing on far different facing shores with no bridge but one designed to reunite us. Though hidden from my sight I yet feel ......Read More

... (Verse 1) She's a sight to behold, like an angel on earth, With eyes that sparkle like the stars' rebirth. Her smile shines bright, a beacon in the night, She's a country boy's dream, a heavenl......Read More

...Don't let your relationships limit you... We all deserve to become our best self... Not every loved one will be good for you... Some are content to clip your wings and stifle your growth and freedo......Read More