Dim Poems - Poems about Dim

...at the Age of Obvious to a Three-Year-Old "All things counter, original, spare, strange; Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?) With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, ......Read More

... Finding Peace Gazing at the sun in the morn Rising behind the distant hi......Read More

... In frangranced,dim,candlelight. Where romance is not ever old. And twinkling stars, appear at night, That makes us warm and again,bold. As our bodies reflect on the ceiling. Years of......Read More

...Glow up the Universe By Michelle Morris 16/03/2023 The one who tries to lock you in a cage Is the one who is most afraid of the bars The one who tries to dim your light Is the one who has non......Read More

... Christ is risen, He's no more in the grave, Christ is risen, has overcome death wave, The tomb could not hold Him Defeated Reaper Grim He is risen, the sepulchre's open He is ri......Read More

... because … you say I for me that is why my breath buoys your lungs why the dim depth of my eye measures yours reflected tentacular thoughts wrapping strangulating spattering what’s lef......Read More

...If you have never felt the lure of the desert, you cannot understand why people like me prefer to be surrounded by sandy dunes. An inexplicable lure, that acts like a drug..... Until I was kidna......Read More

... A Vow, a Ring, a Holy thing ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ......Read More

...Do you ever loose that fire The end of all desire Nothing matters but the pain Somewhere deep in the brain Explosive colors of many hue What is one to do But feel the blue. Ride it out Make......Read More

... 1 Have you failed in your plan of your storm-tossed life? Place you hand in the nail-scarred hand; Are you weary and worn from its toil and strife? Place your hand in the nai......Read More

...January midnight nips at my alcohol-rosy cheeks as I lean out of my dingy fourth-floor apartment window. I am blowing ashen-ed brew breath into already alley-sickened air. My window faces a cin......Read More

...The Rougarou Somebody told me To put thirteen shiny Pennies On my window sill. To ward away The Rougarou They say he can’t count past twelve Being dim So he just keeps counting The Rouga......Read More

...She didn't say when she'd be back. She lived her life right off the rack. Just down the street you just might meet. Her on her way back from discreet. The days go by just like a dream. You dri......Read More

... Honestly, I wasn't fine, I told a lie. I knew you won't stand the veracious Of my suffering, that's why I lied. Many lies I've told; I said that I'm placid and cool, when I'm far from good. A......Read More

...The paradox of self-awareness near and yet so far Looking out to see within imploding like a star The door that enters exits free its threshold bright then dim Allowing what the psych......Read More