Cerebral Poems - Poems about Cerebral

...I write so many poems that you don’t see They end up in purple poem cemetery Mangled in the **** of my maroon mind Tangerine tangles of wasted time Violet vines of not good enough Tall teal tr......Read More

... When you were born It was the best of days Such a small one Your life had begun in different ways There was something wrong We thought then And went to the doctors To put our doubts to ......Read More

... If this was the last poetry contest I would choose to call the tall waves from the serotonin molecules Neuron by neuron in the snaking path cleft by cleft in a cerebral dance the resple......Read More

...Plants, trees, blossoms, fruits, and thorns too amidst blooms I witness, I come across flies and birds and beasts and insects, and bees; More than these, my vision leads to my cerebral fitness, P......Read More

...I can only imagine how n'ice e-z floe... Tubby in the calving throes breaking free and clear shepherding, milking, and honing rambunctious as bovine bris versus being stymied courtesy cow ......Read More

...Brownian motion writ large... within small medium as light brainstorm doth hail forth the following poem. Across the realm of gray matter slowly percolating within tissue composed of neuron......Read More

... “God like, not so different” She wrote, “where do you go to my lovely?” my response, “I sink into the screen like a scream queen goddess, I am Lilith most of t......Read More

...Shame and guilt sabotaged mine healthy growth... and let yours truly not forget emasculation that prickly emotional immobilization whereby these lovely bones subject courtesy senescence upon......Read More

... It's been forty years that had passed. That cool crisp crunch of golden fall, leaves had turned loose of their hold and spiraled down leaving no coat to be seen on the bare limbs. The endless......Read More

... Compartmentalization, a labyrinth of the mind, Dissociation, a dance with fragments blind, Fragmentation, where sanity threads unwind, Within this mental content, secrets we find  ......Read More

...Women have an inny Between their legs Every year she gets a dozen eggs Sometimes she cracks one open Then begins the hoping That the baby comes out right Perhaps a child of the light Or a crea......Read More

...Exposed carbon shell dead circuitry our ancestral coronation strewn on the floor as pillar candles burn with iconoclastic blight we soberly sedate ourselves before stepping onto slumber's sep......Read More

...My epitaph writ large... courtesy third person singular. Mise en scène pour décès pardon his feeble attempt at French, a unilingual English language quibbling, and scribbling mensch strongly ......Read More

... Sons Of Light, Bearers of the Eternal Flame Sacred Torch Wielding like Beacons Of Faith, We are The Chosen, Blazing Golden Prodigies Fire Born, Star Luminous We Are Infinity Scintillating ......Read More

...I am ill eke quipped to dusk hoover dawn ting task of badinage Indentured gumption forsaken courtesy each pulled wisdom-tooth this hug gust aspiring writer..., albeit youth fool looking imp po......Read More