Expressed Poems - Poems about Expressed

... There are words that I’m slow to say, Bound inside and kept away, so My tempered tongue I won’t betray. Without much thought an ass will bray; Many with their jawbone slay, so There are word......Read the rest...

...Ink stains and fragmented thoughts fuse upon lined pages, a dance of fleeting emotions and raw revelations. A symphony of words whispered to the wind, painting vivid images of love, pain,......Read the rest...

...Fraught as an extremely socially anxious younger person... hashtagged introvertedness trademark silently exorcised, ostracized, and vilified Impossible mission to resuscitate... a forsaken prom......Read the rest...

...A cat meows a dog barks. When where when there then a dog meows? A cat barks? Sunset Sunrise! The complexions! New skies complexions new surprise? It BEGINS AGAIN?! This TIME Sunset! Midnig......Read the rest...

...A word Creates the World anew.. Creating poles Dancing to Their own tune... Religion Spirituality Are busy with Various expressions Of what cannot Be expressed.......Read the rest...

...We answer big questions one by one As scientific progress marches on. When we find an answer, we’re not done. Up spring two new questions to dwell upon! Math then informs us of a sad pitfall. ......Read the rest...

...spiky abstractions in fantasies subconscious random incisions painterly expressed......Read the rest...

...I am a child of war, misery, anger and suffering. I grew up with sadness, uncertainty and anxiety. I took refuge in solitude to avoid human bestiality and its hypocrisy. My distress illuminated......Read the rest...

...I really should forgive God At some point I really should probably move on Let my soul heal It was not his fault I talked to my father today Like talked talked I have to say he is ok M......Read the rest...

...Still wrestling with impasse to contentment Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog just me and mine dark shadow slinking along outer limits of the edge of night doth blog passivity, the p......Read the rest...

...There are things, Gaëlle, that are pretty good Say hello to her mom every day, Say hello to the nice weather vane, Listen to the trains in the countryside, There are things Gaëlle, that are so ......Read the rest...

...I’ve always wondered why people enjoy sunsets more than sunrises, I thinks it’s the same way people prefer the novelties of life, I reference myself to sunsets, I’m beautiful when gone and I shine th......Read the rest...

...intuitive memory a sense of form in my own image expressed thru colour immobility of presence detaiiste reflective minimal perspective contrasted sp......Read the rest...

... I. What rare delight it is, when spring and youth, pregnant with life, explode all o'er again! When sex organs mature, and know lust's truth, lewd sensations soon tempt the onc......Read the rest...

... …thinking outside your box......Read the rest...