Eyelid Poems - Poems about Eyelid

In the mystery of the dark and vast night, the blizzards of forgetfulness cry in silver verses

...In the mystery of the dark and vast night, the blizzards of forgetfulness cry in silver verses
Under the dome of the sky carved in living stones, I stand alone like a bell of thought forgotten in se...

Jaywalking

...This is when the old and the young,
beasts and confraternal drunks
damn the consequences of death
lying porous on crossroads upon
bifurcated paths, fractured junctions
and ceremonial cul-de-sacs...

Poppies burn like love under the sun that births longing

...Poppies burn like love under the sun that births longing,
Let me ask for forgiveness, to touch your face with light,
To be your sunbeam, to be a halo on your delicate brow,
To caress your skin wit...

The door in between

...There is a door no one speaks of.
It is not built of stone, nor carved in the timber of old houses,
but hidden deep in the marrow of the world
where beginnings were never written,
only uttered on...

Snapshot

...Snapshot! - a shutter impales,
a life to clicks, betwixt inhales and exhales.
Light into pixels, bloodshot in frames
kidnapped for a ransom of sometimes soon.

Snap! - a dry twig fractures under...

Boredom and Burning

...
Written: April 30, 2025, for a contest by Brian Strand

               *******************

blow out 
                a 
                  candle
amorist
       caring   
            a...

The sand swirls the seconds in a gentle ash whirlwind

...The sand swirls the seconds in a gentle ash whirlwind
time blows its song upon the columns of a deaf temple
the king of memories scatters his crown on dry sand
the vassal of regret carries silence...

Runner

...b  a  n  g   b  a  n  g!
I couldn't believe I just fired some shots
there she laid...
    belly up
   counting the dust
dead as loneliness buried in silence
trouble b o l d l y stared st...

I will not speak of foreign lands, of the fears of other hidden worlds

...I will not speak of foreign lands, of the fears of other hidden worlds,
But I will sing of the red eyes of envy, flames that burn in silence,
Of the sharp edges of broken hearts, carving dreams,
O...

acrobatics

...Perhaps I am used to being
     posed, arranged, framed
in a certain way.
What if I told you
     every move
     every flicker of an eyelid
     every shift in weight
is carefully orchestrate...

Legacy!

...

Some things are hereditary.
Not necessarily from parents or grandparents,
You can inherit them from elements.

Look at the Earth! 
So shy and recluse and introvert
For the last few months o...

The Look On His Face

...I could tell from the look on his face that things were not going his way,  the numbers have been overwhelming but the people have been deceiving him; some people with bad intention tells him what he...

Ghost Writer

...Purple and blue chalk
Scribbled so I will see
And I think there's
A Ghost
Closely observing me
Letting me know
In his own polite cryptic way
He has hands... 
Access to chalk...
On this 
Fut...

In the relentless rhythm of time

...In the relentless rhythm of time,
You have transformed into a mysterious beacon,
Shining in the night,
Invading my heart with embassies of thoughts,
Consulates of feelings and representations of ...

The Sublime Myth

...
Meaning hangs on a wing
and briefly holds together,
tipping on some fine edge,
a feathers weight from oblivion.
Take this evening, a sunset
settling upon the water, the fleck
of a small boat ...

• Short Eyelid Poems
• Famous Eyelid Poems
• Best Eyelid Poems
• Read Eyelid Poems
• Long Eyelid Poems
• Eyelid Quotes