Cloths Poems - Poems about Cloths

...The fruit juice drips momentarily beneath the alter filling the crevices and corner, while the sound of impatient traffic rolls down the street honking horns and disrupting the peace. A strange sound......Read the rest...

...sitting in silance on the ground.. with the best raggesd used cloths i own.. that was worn by someone before... yet thats all i have to dress me up.. to cover and to represent myself.. as a huma......Read the rest...

...It’s never too late to cut a slice of cake and walk through that deceptive gate and leave everything behind and take a journey with the divine. It is never too late to part with friends, family, part......Read the rest...

...Everyone acting as if it's not ok to be flawed We're all humans and have battle scars But not you See you animated want people to believe what they can't see Want the crowd to believe y......Read the rest...

...Oiled and preened Plucked and tucked Everything as it should, no As they see it should be Plied with cloths of gold Piled high with gems and stones Their shroud of protection being more like ......Read the rest...

...Religious woes has it’s foes and often faiths are glitter Promise success and happiness depending on who delivers Some paint prejudice with broad strokes exclusion is the main ideal Skin col......Read the rest...

...She promised to see Him when the Sun Would  rise But she came When the Sun shined And washed His cloths With Sunlight Soaps. He was reading daily Sun News paper. Then he said to her,......Read the rest...

...Happy Africa day , You are always welcome to Africa Africa of millions of happiest people Who understand better their lives conditions And stop buy things In credits. Happy Africa day , ......Read the rest...

...A single tear drop of a woman is something to not take for granted  in life.                        Quote by poet When a woman cries A real man feels Pains. When women cry for good purpose ......Read the rest...

...I always expect to hear singing from the balconies there is only the chatter of other enthusiastic diners in the thin alley where we consume outside in summer Scars, my favorite restaurant with a ......Read the rest...

...Spring appears in waves of magenta, ochre, and kelly green Prisms dance across hallways and ceilings Raucous laughter rolls over fields of clover Each child spreads their arms and runs, t......Read the rest...

...I once was a boy With very few toys and happily owned one pair of shoes. My cloths were kept clean my parents were keen and my siblings were more than a few. We played all day long till t......Read the rest...

...Lost is tomorrow Living in the sorrow What games are you playing These words you are saying See the warning flashing Words are slashing Through someone's heart Tearing them apart Who knows wh......Read the rest...

...Strolling by the River Avon, I found somebody, Strolling to nowhere, I found a person. I looked at the river, I followed the water. I saw somebody walking to Bath. He was my old friend ......Read the rest...

...I, Shakespeare, the greatest name in Literature. Like Rumpelstiltskin, have woken up in a world better worth living in life. Smart strange fashion of cloths that flatter and others so short unbec......Read the rest...