Cut It Poems - Poems about Cut It

... By the time it's officially Summer, Without a doubt, they will be arresting me. Presently, they are budding under the crape myrtle. Most assuredly, they will cast their spell on me. They wi......Read the rest...

... Crumbly candles are so stormy, so ferocious, and so wounding. The catastrophic , lilliputian fire is fed with the silen......Read the rest...

...Promise me your hands will reach out Resilient attachment starts in childhood When the brain has colic outside the womb A mother’s unconditional love soothes worries When a birthday missed slices......Read the rest...

...I went to the art lecture Because I knew it would Be dark, and I could sit In the back of the room In back of all the backs Of heads staring forward At the slides shuttering by, ......Read the rest...

... ,, Bliblablubb", ,, bliblablaaa", at 3o'clock in the morning, shadows shed my eyes, ,, maybe I should've listened to dad", since he always said, dark ruines your eyes. The days were funny ma......Read the rest...

...During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith......Read the rest...

...Once there was a little girl tall and full of pain. The little girl was as bright as the sun but all she wanted was to fall like the rain. Pitter patter, drip drop. She wished to reach the sky and tr......Read the rest...

...i see the way you look at him, holding his hand, kissing him, and i see you’ve been cursed. cursed to love a man you never truly loved, cursed to lose the girl who gave you butterflies. if y......Read the rest...

...Spring tones, the blues— creature sky must come down, For Summer will chip on flowers cut under ploughs, Power now shared by crows long before Autumn's fast, And Winter then, snowing hard with a ......Read the rest...

...Live the Life my thoughts are felt within my very soul though not like it ! Cut it is truth may not like the truth We remember! My body framed my soul zone branches in the deep earth reclaims......Read the rest...

...Sebaceous glands connected to follicles secrete an oily substance called sebum With a title deeply rooted in subject matter iterated above invariably makes for hair raising poem, though I immed......Read the rest...

...Karma Prevails In the world of the divine and the favored few, Where blessings flow and grace anew, A whisper in the wind, a warning true, Goes against the grain, breaks the taboo. Ka......Read the rest...

...Would you rather have your bangs cut too short Or have someone come by and lop off your head? For me it would be the latter, for I despise short bangs. They make me self-conscious, and I wish I wa......Read the rest...

... Within The Stillness where the Zen River Flows where the Door to Infinity opens and Brushes upon your soul, where the Floodgates to the Heart run narrow but breathe with life where the Chord......Read the rest...

...Trauma Trauma. My lifemate. The hell of fate Trauma. I got it from the English psychology Trauma. I live with that, burden and pain Trauma. I live with that, my mind is damaged Trauma. Pain,......Read the rest...