Detaching Poems - Poems about Detaching

...Clutter of echoing chirpings up my sylvan irreverent tune detaching reckless realities carefully sewn above a sovereign moon Velvet violin tunes arose to a bittersweet string of polyester pratt......Read the rest...

...In NYC where cardboard boxes and bums come from In the comfort of his brown paper home The smelly old man sleeps on a concrete ground of cold Snores alone like a train in heat Unaware of his left......Read the rest...

...Under the veil of eternal shadow, sown with lost dreams, It’s no use closing your eyes, you must keep them open in the dark, This is my creed, I’m not speaking of sleep, I’m speaking of what I bel......Read the rest...

...How can you focus on love, when you’re solely focused on hate? How can you focus on beginning, when you’re solely focused on killing? How can you focus on nurturing, when you’re solely focused ......Read the rest...

... Kite-Surfer prepares for his thrilling ride With double-checked gear, wades into the tide Observer sits noticing all that’s around And sees the direction where’s Kite-Surfer’s bound Like an......Read the rest...

...What if the incessant torture didn’t happen so many dark times, but it’s unimaginable for you to comprehend isn’t it? No one knows, the tragedies that left me so crippled, you can’t fathom, the......Read the rest...

... "Regeneration 7" The stories like leaves flew fast from the Tree of Life on each leaf seeds dispersed like memories detaching, attaching to others’ stories bre......Read the rest...

...This poem is for my lovely friend Andrea Dietrich for her falling petals of Rose post: FALLING PETALS OF ROSE Falling petals of Rose beauty is not lost and goes nor the life forever is u......Read the rest...

...It makes me ill just being around you as you leave me for the millionth time The final straw was pulled and every straw you pulled before that took a piece of me each time like pulling strands of h......Read the rest...

...What if the incessant torture didn’t happen so many dark times, but it’s unimaginable for you to comprehend isn’t it? What if there wasn’t such violence against me, I wouldn’t have bled on those......Read the rest...

...Exhaustion drips its weary head Shrouding me with desolate apparel A forlorn wardrobe of melancholy blues Colors of emotional peril. Indifference holds my body still Unconcerned with the cold ......Read the rest...

...When imbalance of life churns hapless poignancy And the zephyr of inequities breezes melancholy Dissonance reverberates echoing pathos of grief Seeking exaltation within metaphysical profundity A......Read the rest...

...Nothing boot toe till rot and duff feet... concerning yours truly poor righteous leftist sole. Great way to begin the new year mine little feet about size nine wear sneakers acquired At Ian'......Read the rest...

...LAST DANCE Now at end of journey, standing on verge detaching myself from emotive urge. Hereon death-point, life going to converge. ......Read the rest...

...I learned, real young, when getting dressed – Make sure your clothes are matching. To such advice, back then, not many People were detaching. Some colors clashed with others; Plaids and print......Read the rest...