Diluted Poems - Poems about Diluted

...You have breached the zone; tell me where else can the children roam? You have planted landmines on every corner and you have disrupted the social order. I hear sirens going off in my dreams and it c......Read the rest...

...I did not know how to love you, I burned in silence, a flame wandering In the forgotten valley, where time stands still, Your eyes - lighthouses in the night, beads sparkling In the ash that rema......Read the rest...

...Cooler than Arctic ice Yet, you warm the palette of my life With your nearly bluebell shades Layers of sifted sky Diluted into the tender grey clouds That slowly dance Towards tears of rain ......Read the rest...

...Tailspin wishes delicately lost in the wind Called out but whisper was after the crash Chaos so beautiful it forms part of the clouds Drifts on forever out of ears reach Raindrops share watered......Read the rest...

...My battered razor cut tormented heart So tender so heavy and full of tears My heart sunk into the consuming unforgiving fathoms Of the darkest deepest coldest sea The waves never washed th......Read the rest...

...A single solitary ovaline droplet tear of crimson Eliminated from a ravished A tortured heavy broken heart Descends downward into a vast Deep endless temperamental ocean Diluted and dissipated......Read the rest...

...I beg pardon, I'll try again, to gather From your verse the voice, to align it with my own song, May words flow in a magic pulse, under the clear moonlight, Swaying in metaphor and dream, until I ......Read the rest...

...RED SEA At the mouth I lay splayed blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink mud of my anus, ink of my sacred septum white flags drench......Read the rest...

...On the silver plain of eternity, the streams of silence flow uninterrupted, In search of majesty, the white man, with branches of stars on his forehead. Hunters of illusions, their weapons aim at t......Read the rest...

...The drums... The cheering... The singing... The dancing... I tire of it all. I may be Pagliaccio, But without the paint and powder... I am a man. I am not even Canio... That name is los......Read the rest...

...Diluted ink blots splashed in  random spontaneity mingles with in improvised  doodles of white   writing soak-stained  sponges wet colour in compulsive spiked   abstractions of loopi......Read the rest...

...Gross reminders can't touch this, unpleasantness Bound to chosen can't touch this disbarredments Rotten apples can't touch it decaying fossil peels Undermining deposits won't touch disbarred reel......Read the rest...

...The ballast of our Thursday afternoon in the countryside lays distilled in your face. Yawning like a cow in pasture eating sweet grass your words flatten the moment. Having no capacity of knowing......Read the rest...

...Beneath the veil of night that shadows the stars lost in the cosmos, You, voyageur of heart's depths, cast your shadow over me. Unwind the garment of veils, hide your thoughts beneath heavy lids, ......Read the rest...

... When heinous fangs of life drain the amethyst glow flowing above infected ripples of time, I question the chaos that claims serenity through saline serenade of sirens, composed ......Read the rest...