Cold Poems - Poems about Cold

... If only you knew the struggles I have had, many were very sad. My kind and loving dad, knew I was never bad. I should have kept a notepad, about the people that made me mad. If only I......Read the rest...

...In spring's tender embrace, buds awake, Whispering secrets, the Earth feels a shake. Leaves arrives with its fiery glow, Fields of gold, rivers aglow. A spring brush paints the world in hues, ......Read the rest...

...Can you imagine your life if you haven't met me? It was a cold day in December when all of this started. You, being the silly you, asked me something out of the blue. It was a request that I could......Read the rest...

...Monday morning by the beach Blue water just in my reach Gentle waves like lullabies Singing rhyme before my eyes Temptation of cold, warm feel Washing softly upon my peel Makes me want ......Read the rest...

...Licking my wounds. Recovering from the pain. Is it supposed to feel this way? Empty, cold, and dejected. Ashamed of not enjoying it. Radiating heat filling me up from my pelvic floor. Somehow......Read the rest...

...The.isolated moon in the far arc of her epogee, As she searches Earth's surface in cold winter's hemisphere, She bites her tongue of protest of what she will never be, And throws sharp knives of j......Read the rest...

..."God sends pets without wings so no one will suspect they are angels ..."  Unkown Angels come in all sizes Never knowing when they will appear Great fur coats to wear Every day and night of the......Read the rest...

...Con-sequen-ces to living, barriers un-forgiving scape of Mean choice's denying sponteanous voices, you are free To choose.! Yet maybe you could loose? Better restrain Your views' As for the enviro......Read the rest...

... Sunny and bright are your colors Using your pretty face to wear Never a frown always a smile on your Face of pedals showing Love for us to enjoy On a hot summer's day Water in a vase so you c......Read the rest...

...#moon in Scorpio... As a result, poesie naturally gravitated toward intimate situations that allowed her free reign to openly express herself. After I gave her psychoanalysis I found her ......Read the rest...

... My healthy arm will be your stay; And I will smooth your pain away; And when I see you hang your head; It will be my turn to watch your bed; And tears of sweet affection shed. " ......Read the rest...

...Live in the end In the End. At the last moment. Zero. No more time No time. It’s finished, past my life. Death is knocking Death is saying, Vilmos, no more time, but stay alive I am still ali......Read the rest...

... He was virile voyager called Stanley, with slurping tongue he could burn cold alley. In journey from top downward his machismo got devoured, he found lustful way in lissome ......Read the rest...

...Brown, terrifying, evoking horror. It sleeps for winter: windless plus serene. Eminently powerful explorer, Now juddered in its reflective routine. Winter’s wild violence ends—spring does chime......Read the rest...

... (inhale) aim, undetermined ... what purpose do I serve? what is poetry’s primal essence?!? my words only cover pages that ghost the spaces of better intention ... that garland upon my bro......Read the rest...