Curved Poems - Poems about Curved

... a small cloud passed white against a dark blue sky curved, for eyes like mine, remembering eyes like yours. a small cloud igniting another heart to burn along its way that was......Read the rest...

... I remember having gone to bed a little tired, And soon fell into a deep sleep. Night chill prickled my skin. I felt unusually light. Wasn’t sure what had come about, But was shocke......Read the rest...

...Falcon with a curved beak Your amber eyes miss nothing; Sensing the mice in the corner You begin plotting and planning A grateful murderer......Read the rest...

...Memorized His T-Shirt Your eyes I’d memorize, emotive brown. I think you memorized those lines, oh you… Tinged pink, the peaks of youth, don’t let me down. You knelt at my curve......Read the rest...

...I saw no one but felt a gentle nudge, As I woke up, she uttered not a word, But beckoned, gravity of time to judge, To follow her— wordless like a mute bird, I got up but saw no soul save wha......Read the rest...

...I remember sitting among the poets in this place of arts Where curved brushes painted blushes of artists open hearts Our art could be confined to paper, but really it was meant to fly Like a caged......Read the rest...

...They all pranced through some broad-like avenue and they've placed apart from each other's course proved they stood full of airs and graces view from cameras balanced by those they kne......Read the rest...

...Absorbed, every morn' I cleanse my Eyes in your Pre-Raphaelite beauty, Your fragile lily white skin exposed, Elongated lines, curved forms smile, Aloft you hold the unlit gilded torch, Unkisse......Read the rest...

...Thoughts etched in obsidian, A wharf rock verdant- Wisps of color, Like a jade curved smith. To hew out crevices of the wast'd rock, Wind washed and sand clothed- Pulsating taking solitude,......Read the rest...

...They say the sun has a way with searing our sights, maybe it just might, But stars could swoop through the obscurity, blazing in a sea of absence, Broadcasting its beams and banners like a scho......Read the rest...

... Floating on curved wings feet rippling silver surface Mallards come to rest ......Read the rest...

...Unkie, my friend or foe At night with a pin he'd stick me So he said; in his bed With him I did not sleep Had my own bed_no dread Unkie, my friend or foe Had a curved walking cane......Read the rest...

...when off path have swerved punished for crime when he curved justice has been served......Read the rest...

...The bare branches reach their limbs across the winter sky, clouds passing as ships above. The branches appear is if brought into my view by oils upon canvas, by an artist who knows there is beauty in......Read the rest...

...Graveyard love My love is dead, the woman too, and love is an emotion. They are lost. My feeling of love, which lived in me until now, but was discarded a long time ago. I was dumped, trampl......Read the rest...