Finder Poems - Poems about Finder

...Perhaps I was born to pursue Always a seeker - a finder Because I am not - And I will not I am a seeker Although not a contest - victorious A forever state of mind Perhaps It is my fate Look......Read the rest...

...Expensive lampshade like made of gold With soulful stories to be told But deep inside, it is bruised For, in the deepest pit, it cruised The sitting crowns brought it to sails A silent wit......Read the rest...

...I’m so siced about the Barbie movie. I just watched the latest trailer. I felt a fluttering in the stummy. Peter’s birthday was May 1st. “What do you want for your birthday?” I’d asked. “A flash ......Read the rest...

...In the dark night through the forest deep, I need to travel for I’ve promises to keep. I lose the track of time in the entangled misery sly, the effort to reach the destination seems a futile try.......Read the rest...

...As if you care Serial killer of the spirit Finder of fault Happily dissatisfied Microscopic examiner Master of cruel detachment Offering negative affection Player of head games Restless ......Read the rest...

...No one has seen you, Oh! Almighty creator. Let me be among very few, In this beautiful nature. I can feel you, In each and every corner. In my point of view, You are within all creature......Read the rest...

...I'm not afraid of heights I launch myself out into the cosmos I'm a poet, I invent wings.........Read the rest...

...To finish her work and to honour my love who now dwells forever in heaven above It’s something that I am committed to do to bring her invention to each one of you She worked for a doctorate and......Read the rest...

...Hovering in the new city one night, I found a box on the ground. The box so bright, no one even noticed underground. As I was waiting on a pew, children rushed in On a train they scampe......Read the rest...

...anticipatory anxiety fosters catastrophization..., especially bombardment of online scare tactics courtesy fiendish insidious loathsome sinister oafs rubbing their hands at aggrieved party; pun......Read the rest...

...This is where they burned their witch, Half crazed, half starved Old Mother Gee, Whimpering as they dragged her forth ‘Tis not me not me not me not me, Then stood bound there As if in a loutish......Read the rest...

...The flow of the river gives a sound. The tone of the sound Is little sweet or noisy. The song of the Cuckoo gives a sign. The hope is still alive. We must not get crazy. The Sunny sky over the......Read the rest...

...TIGHTWAD TIMMY Tightwad Timmy bought some very cheap meat With fresh vege t'would be a nice tasty treat But something was wrong There was a strange pong And maggots were dropping o......Read the rest...

...I had for long been impoverished, as is often the case with writers, Though I worked most diligently, at times even pulling all-nighters. Rosy dreams kept me going, although times were frequently......Read the rest...

...He was set out in this world, as though by fate, by someone, He sets himself out, on a trip accompanied by none! He travels from place to place through mountains, hills, and valleys, He feels no......Read the rest...