Fleshing Poems - Poems about Fleshing

...If you told me 6 months ago I'll breath just fine without you I laugh and proclaim you kidding My eyes are as dry as the desert my heart learnt hardly to partially live without you Before time......Read the rest...

...La Loba rose with the sun barely glancing over the desert’s surface. This old hag was as reliable and necessary as the fall dearth marching toward the spring’s refrain. She carried with her a s......Read the rest...

...The Dry Dispatches To the sullen cemetery in the sun we trudge, No better place indeed to find memory’s heartbeat, and a plate of forgiveness inside its eating green gardens, as human bones h......Read the rest...

...Ripples running from the moist Hot, water. That mix together with heat and create light. As is the way of summer, Steaming, Fleshing out black letters Micro chips in beaded into your skin. Whe......Read the rest...

...Roses are red violets are blue Low self-centered pricks. That doesn't deserve to be hired need to be fired. For I am getting annoyed by they violation. seriously need to be fired. Roses are red......Read the rest...

...None fiction You to Young to understand Since the night I birth you I fell in love. Your tiny hands, your 6pound weight that felt like I had 2. That night was a special moment your bith was at......Read the rest...

...SATURATED SEEDLINGS: Start A solid life form Shelled until Saturated Grounded in suppressing soil Surrounded and submerged in darkness A seminally insignificant seedling Attempting to s......Read the rest...

...Light in the darkness; Orange blossoms hearld new fruits. They ride the wafting winds. A fruit tree gives birth Fleshing out its little ones; Orchards of newborns. Colored baubles h......Read the rest...

...My lala mal flats is skinking like that Shimmy, Jimmy, gimme some of that hat We're fleshing and flexing, cheek to cheek meshing, on do-own Shimmy, little Jimmy will ya break a my heart? My pu......Read the rest...

...From “The Last Land” From a burning hell my shell broke free and with it The parade of vanished angels moving in group Along the edge of the enormous Galaxies and all of them started to sing: I'm ......Read the rest...

...HANG OUT LIFE As the tadpoles hangout with the floating cork; so many lives. Hoping to develop into desires dreams. Each stage of existence, lives find place to hangout. Some hangout in bus stati......Read the rest...

...so the poem goes along the nose a proboscis bridging along the ridge in alphabets of aromas mouthing wordy stomas with stanza's scents to write recompense right between the eyes seeing to a surprise ......Read the rest...

...SOUP SAFARI , , , , here I am in NYC...packing after a safari –theme night party with Soup members two nights ago, filled with awed revelry. shrieks whistling on linked a......Read the rest...

...5 for Howard When I came to sit, fleshing out the day by three west windows where on good days the sky blushes at its edges, or flames a scarlet denouemont, my gaze flickering from the boredom......Read the rest...

...A thousand years ago on a sorrel hill, arms became wings. We dream of the room, the belt's snake sting given for wrongs we have done. Now we rise in dreams to things never expected, pluck......Read the rest...