Disjoined Poems - Poems about Disjoined

..."The World is smaller because the people are closer," ... by the Poet. There's something singular needs to be said, mind the conduct or stature -- latter's best, the subject at hand ......

Continue reading...

...Space aliens speak a geometric poetry, crop circles are left, to enlighten each brain cell. Soon we may think, in pictures, patterns, and spirals once more, employing the mathematics of immed......

Continue reading...

...Life has surely broken me. I’ve flunked out at Everything. Why consider equally When Options just desert Me? Too grimed up, I cannot see A single reason surfacing, Hiding Places changing, Co......

Continue reading...

...Slush coated figures have been drawn on the sidewalk, dribble people, their disjoined limbs twisted into guesses to be pecked over by hammer driven beaks. After the hard-packed snow acrobats ......

Continue reading...

...Disunited, disjoined, separated... ! Is the love of love over? Saturated love with so much love? What happened...? I just conceive that a heavy body with the weight of the joyful past leaves........

Continue reading...

...Circler and sharp Around and jagged Disjoined in thought Unfocused in point Spinning out of control Broken filaments of twine Laced locked in gears It is near the end of time Nails of glass i......

Continue reading...

...How Is it possible to harness energy sufficient for a simple mispronunciation? Made from miscommunication... at best. At our best we tend to fear; succumbing to failure's hardship. Countered......

Continue reading...

...When Will we accept our idealist indirection? Deviated by selfish deviance; byproducts of our own deceits. Hope Remains in anonyms who grasp moralizing concepts. Courage must manifest prom......

Continue reading...

... Once, side by side, they walked the moonlit beach in silence- each alone and incomplete in disjoined worlds- linked only by the reach of tiny, lapping waves upon their feet. As ......

Continue reading...

...A WANDERING SOUL You dumped me into the lowest pit, In its abyss and darkest depth, You kept me permanently disjoined From my closest friends and family, My eyes are dim with grief! From where I am ......

Continue reading...

...He's gone! His paintbrush no longer skims my canvas perhaps he became bored of staining skin and chose to sculpt himself a heart instead one that limns lifeless things He always said......

Continue reading...