Bye(A) Poems - Poems about Bye(A)

...He visited Simon's mother-in-law, who had a fever. Did he do so because she was kin of his disciple? The elderly needed care. He knew this as a healer. Wasn't their psyche more than their physique......

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... Divine days lost Into the years, eaten by the Vultures that took our flame. Onwards tomorrow, we´ll have Rememberings to step out. Capturing our life ......

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...He's above the earth, far away from my touch Hanging in her arms of the sky -Staring at me A dream of eternal shone in our eyes My love, unheard as a whisper The vast horizon lave in his shine......

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...Eye rowed my hoarse won summer’s day My horse went hoarse and wood knot nay I whisted my turds to make him laugh Butt Muffin choked and started coffin I said Muffin you’re having ......

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...Typically, a pantoum is made up of two rhyming couplets, however, Western writers altered and adapted the form, the importance of rhyming and brevity diminished. So, pantoums do not need to r......

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...You whistle through me 1 out of 3 Like Circles encompassing a Tree Glowing in the Park With subtle leaves facing Autumnal drop You Sail the breeze on bonded knee Helping me to grow ......

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... Incoming ... distress missive call Hangups on the other side of the continental divide cellular room Mushroom sobs of insecurity click end of volatile transmission Redialitis sp......

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...What’s in a handshake? What's its value or worth? Between any two people, All over this beautiful Earth. The shake outshines Ten thousand @replies. It’s not a typed “Hi mate”, It's much mor......

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...Care free driving down the lain, sites of yesteryear refrain, Children playing inn there yards, Tattered houses somewhat scarred. Traveling inn gay apparel, Run across ORANGE BARREL! ......

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...Sunflowers turn slowly to follow the sun. They bow their heavy heads when afternoon’s done. What a golden vision they share row after row With deep amber faces, their tiny seeds all aglo......

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...Row after row in or shine, She grew them where the scattered lay; Mayflowers, roses, columbine, A fairyland among decay. I ran to where her wielded wand Cast beauty down between dead bark. Damp......

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...now this is not a poem but more of a short story if you are expecting a poem this is not one, but please feel free to read my story. it will make you think a lot about what you do! it will also have ......

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...IT'S TIME TO WOKE UP, IT'S TIME FOR PEOPLE TO GO FOR WORK, IT'S TIME FOR BIRDS TO GO IN SEARCH OF FOOD, IT'S TIME FOR FLOWERS TO BLOOM, IT'S TIME FOR DARKNESS TO GO, IT'S TIME TO START A NEW DAY......

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...There was a fat pickrel from Perth. Saddled with little self worth. He befriended a perch. Who lived bye a birch. Then ate him ,increasing his girth.......

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...Finest woven trappings of silk thread Along her path he shouldn’t tread......

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