Dones Poems - Poems about Dones

...I am fairly certain that I couldn't write a Love Guide? I could try – after years of developing a connoisseur-like wandering eye -- but, after all has been said and dones (need the plural), ab......Read the rest...

...I thought of having it there, not just sooner but later they speak as me being here. Years ahead shall be when am there, history made it clear I made all wheres. As they began to say more of......Read the rest...

...Marble myths decline effervescent never dones promised etudes......Read the rest...

...Si està convençut que la independència és impossible, dir-los que és impossible de ser silenciós, impossible i no tenir una veu impossible és ser inhumà i acceptar ratlles. Tenim el dret a viure. Cre......Read the rest...

...He stands on trembling legs, staring blankly out the east window; the anvil in his chest, pounding echo's of war. Clad in military blues, an array of brass well dones and hero's ribbons crowd his no......Read the rest...

...No stitches will work. You have to navigate- in mendacities. You have to navigate- in mendacities to find the truth, the truth. A papyrus write may know the ......Read the rest...

...Masks have different kind. To know their motive, no one can find. Carefulness,prudent,knowledge and wisdom are require in any kingdom. Stoles put on Creator's mask. Present prophet ......Read the rest...

...Fui la ovejita negra desde chiquita, eso me dijeron. Todo comenzó cuando mis sueños murieron. Muchas veces por las noches despertaba llorando, sufrí en silencio y seguí callando. Mi carita suci......Read the rest...

...I know I don't express my love all the time. But If you only knew; what your love dones for my heart, each and every morning. Then could you finally feel how your love puts my passion to work e......Read the rest...

...There once was a girl Who lived in sorrow Rushing through today Only to be disappointed tomorrow Where did the rest go Where did fantas......Read the rest...

...Late fall, trees half dressed sway over glittering cast offs The reach for charcoal and white waiting canvas Pauses in now familiar hesitation The moment shimmers alive To dissipate in pink c......Read the rest...