Faces Poems - Poems about Faces

...The masses ask worrisome questions. They are perturbed about recent happenings. Although, their actions and judgements spear-headed these woes. Yet, they are entitled to explanations. We paid hee......Read More

... Narratives or at least that's what I call them Without doubt win hands down every time I've deviated with limericks and couplets and stuff But I'm back to the old poems that rhyme ......Read More

...Perhaps a Dream By Benjamin Mui Or was it all just a dream? And I’ve finally woken up To a wondrous morning glow With a kite dancing in the wind You and I running amongst the grass Only to......Read More

... I have withdrawn from grim and gloomy feelings. I have no time for wistful faces that plague the day with melancholy conversation and life-sucking sadness. The......Read More

...Impressions once taken by lens, eye and mind captured now beyond time. Pictures of friends and lovers show death and life in the same face. The camera lays the future bare, a future often unr......Read More

...'Twas an ominous moment when rode into town To its marshal defy and outdraw and gun down A notorious, murderous varmint named Slade Who had widows and orphans throughout the west made. The ......Read More

... In this familiar room where my soul was ripped out of my body, were faces whom I once deeped hands in the same bowl with, In this familiar surrounding where my betrayal played out, were f......Read More

...Renoir keeps a little mystery back does not like to paint faces rather likes you to imagine them here are two sisters painted by him in his signature colors wow......Read More

... A cold wind picks the last leaves off the maple. Last night a full moon rose up through its branches and shone brightly into my room, casting its eerie light onto a crowd of ghosts who kep......Read More

... nothing moves, silence! echos of voices,past awake! faces appear,then depart! a tear trickles, slowly! the music plays, faintly! emotion erupts, again! regret whispers, in pain! ......Read More

... it danced … like a drunken ballerina on her tongue, tumbling gently as it’s sugary orange mantle melted and seeped, properly absorbed by the lining of her mouth and throat, and sent like m......Read More

...I have created for myself a lonely place of despised remoteness; many pictures I've taken off my shelf, running away from humankind, always refusing to settle down, leaving no traces of my trave......Read More

... I breathe slowly but... She has hair like yours I turn away but... She had hair like yours Brown Eyes Everywhere Shapely Faces Jaw Lines Eyebrows Everywhere Sh......Read More

...ZEN DEATH HAIKU X These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Forbearing the night with its growing brilliance: the summer moon. —Tsukioka Yooshi (1839-1892) , lo......Read More

...Grey linen dust sack Tied up with string I swing it as I walk It’s a rumbling thing Grey linen dust sack Movement runs deep Within linen dust sack Many crawl & creep The meadow is bloomin......Read More