Cutting Poems - Poems about Cutting

...too long we talked on the river of rim gushing through cutting its banks under the stars and the fallen trees whose dead limbs gather homeless crows to wait for sunshine... ...for tomorro......Read More

...They suddenly barged in their tanks and trucks Covered in various armaments of war. Their vehicles droned, piercing the silence, Cutting deep wounds in that fertile land, And desecrating the once......Read More

... i mistake the divine as i tend to worship your tune let the music define and then rend what is left of me tilt your neck against mine do pretend i'm all yours to wound it's your touch o......Read More

...Green Worm Learns to Fly A fairy friend of a green worm Said she would teach him how to fly His eyes glowed as he’d love to learn And yearned to fly high in the sk......Read More

...The mirrored door of our medicine cabinet came off its hinges today. You were searching for the waterproof band-aids you made me buy because every time you have a cut you wash your hands thrice as mu......Read More

...Tiny hairs on the porcelain sink– Ants on honeydew ......Read More

...My "personal" apocalypse I lost my dreams... Yesterday I'm always losing things.. Little things Deliberately, but i blame you. Tomorrow I will be soaked to the skin because I love the t......Read More

...My grandfather made a gift of his pocket knife. It wasn’t in his will or anything, he just quietly took my hand, put the silver knife, shining after all these years, into my palm and folded his wrink......Read More

... Every time his daughter wept he bought her a bright yellow dress or a white dress sometimes a white and yellow dress. In a dark moonlight a moonlight that did not shine he prayed for her we......Read More

...As the last twinkle In the brown eyes of Jesus Faded to heaven The morning star left Jesus Darkness covered all The sun of the archons set The binding veil torn Those ones in the sleep of deat......Read More

...There is a line that separates reality from your desire Cutting a path through the gray of confusion; a razor blade Sharp and precise; the only tool for such a task For a moment, desire bleeds thr......Read More

...I could sit here and choose not to feel this sorrow. I could ignore it forget it and move on tomorrow. I could sit and bide my time til time is come and gone. I could look at you in Innocense lik......Read More

... "The Haunting" What happened was a crime in more ways than one who can understand the mind of a recidivist twisted, calculating in this story, there is mo......Read More

...He is your God, for you know Him, And mine, do I? Chances are slim, Yeah, perhaps I do too, much too much. Lesser still, it could also be such. Yet there you are and here I am, Chewing sweet not......Read More

... It's a pity to know That you give away the city; not out of courtesy for the need but for the currency out of greed. One day you will repent running behind money; cutting your ties with a k......Read More