Chinks Poems - Poems about Chinks

... Arms locked, Strength in Unity ~ Chinks in the armor of disharmony ......Read the rest...

...In a never sleeping metropolis, In the dungeon of a room, My days and nights are locked! I am a traveler on a street, with no end in sight, But just the bustle of the moving crowd, And a handfu......Read the rest...

...SAT NAM I am rose in sunlight breathing Buddha in middle of balm bathing beckoning my Heart leavening lively I am a loop in Love cathedral of pure passion ......Read the rest...

...You wrap yourself in the feather boa fantasy of his dreams sinuous you; X-rated and never sated dancing to rock ‘n roll— 80’s dated welcome to the conjugal jungle of not-so-rusted lust sixt......Read the rest...

...Reflect on this proverb, oh worthy hermit 'A chain is only as strong as its weakest link' So let us look deep within the core of our being To discern the cause why time and again we sink ......Read the rest...

...He lights cigarettes not his regular, The Poorest Tobacco making popular, For it parting with hard earned chinks And its service enjoying with blinks; Beer not his proclaimed Brand Still finds......Read the rest...

...HEAD TO HEAD tête-à-tête, Rita and I two heads are better than one in praise’n prayer melodic lips of kin our moms in heaven lift their lullaby assist our hopes in cradled arms we worshi......Read the rest...

...Fathering a baby after surrendered hopes, Alive remaining after wearing the ropes, The Surviving Staff of a job- relieving Shuffle, A beggar winning a million dollar raffle. A chance to live a......Read the rest...

...Morning’s Broken Armor by Sy Roth Squeaky crawls the moon’s light Falling briskly against the chinks in the window Uneasy sleep A voluble accompaniment to An out-of-work cello. ......Read the rest...

... A chain fails at its weakest link Look for attachments, cause of fear Mirroring desire, find these chinks Once free, boundless bliss within spears Let us now shift, into high gear......Read the rest...

...A Stolen Memory A Mirthful Chorus By Sy Roth We surrounded him Asked to let go. She stared at the misshapen face, Unshaven sandpapery skin Eyelids a tabula rasa Fluttery sere skin And......Read the rest...

...Dreams in the Bunk By Sy Roth An aching tired eats away, Slurping at his soul Yearning wakefulness from the darkness. He heaved. Sigh in a soft world of crimson-waving flowers Dancing a......Read the rest...

...WIND CHIME Wind-chime swings, rings, hanging in my garden, since I had shifted to my new house. ......Read the rest...

...The mistral cold wind blew incessantly wild, Winding in the streets, its glacial currents in and around The apartment blocks where all frosted windows Were tightly secure. Still the bleak wintry ......Read the rest...

...He sleeps late because the milk cows have dried up and the bulls long slaughtered. There are no cowboys in the bunk house just a couple of old chickens pecking the dirt floor, they produce, at ......Read the rest...