Calenders Poems - Poems about Calenders

...Dear Pops, How does it feel on the other side? Have you made friends or are u lonely? Does it get dark at night or shines all thru? Did you find the narrow path or saw the broad one? Do they h......Read the rest...

...I DON'T KNOW IT'S HARD FOR ME TO SAY ONE DAY WE WERE TALKING ABOUT THIS AND THAT I STARTED SEEING THINGS HER WAY GUESS I GAVE IN WE STARTED BEING FREINDS TOOK OUR TIME THAT'S WHEN OUR LOVE BE......Read the rest...

...End the grief and pain End the tears and shame We did suffered in the hands of the rebels so we forght for peace to reign Our future was locked up by them Our steps were measured like witches Th......Read the rest...

...You are not a stranger to me. I know of how you made your life a bed of bends and turns to heroism The inks of your writings are of the life of your flesh, birthing immortal words. I kn......Read the rest...

...Though it wasn't long, time is eternal and is only limited by clocks and calenders we perceive. A feeling, a yearning for someone else's soul. To bond with, to feel love for that soul. To care for ......Read the rest...

...I hear Christmas is coming, Santa songs people are humming. Crazy days and cuddly nights, Joy and love, fairy lights. Hushed tones, mindless giggles resound,sweet memories, curious glances al......Read the rest...

...1-21-2013 The Best of Afternoons Lying awake,I could see the light of day, Through the door ,that of a keyhole, Out of my opening eyes I notice, the lazy clock reaches up as the candle light did, So......Read the rest...

...the A tragedy dear to the hart chase i wonder how hard of not listening a life in kingdom for each player of Cant be a show off more to life in......Read the rest...

...Cupboard is empty and the sink is full. Crumbs on the counter and dust on the sill. Blanket and pillows on the couch. Heart and souls hollow like an empty pouch. Trouble came knocking, so I locke......Read the rest...

...It is the 2012 world scare. I wonder how they dare, They look at the Mayan calender of years past, They say the world may end at last. Do they not reason Has it become a thing of t......Read the rest...

...Exiting highway 101 again.... Past Pacific Heights, to the Marina districts boulavard Circling back towards the Palace of Fine Arts An escape, after leaving the Tenderloins gentrificational neighb......Read the rest...

...Is the show over yet cause I’m barely alive seemingly upset but overjoyed with a new sense of accomplishment Has rushed Over me Over you Over anyone within a ten block radius An orchestrated ......Read the rest...

...It is me, inside & outside, movement of sensuous self. Time sails through the mind, a silken thread unbroken in names. If only the death would erase the fear. If only the other self meets my......Read the rest...

...Acceptance Is DifficultY. Hard for me to share.VerY DifficultY. Places poems rhymes and times. Women that I never ever saw. Some idea of missing what I never knew. Clouds aer linned with si......Read the rest...

...Acceptance Is DifficultY. Hard for me to share.VerY DifficultY. Places poems rhymes and times. Women that I never ever saw. Some idea of missing what I never knew. Clouds aer linned with si......Read the rest...