Gashes Poems - Poems about Gashes

...Coagulation Starter – 3-28-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Coagulation Finally, my blood began to coagulate, Flowing like insomnia Between the wounds of dawn and dusk When......Read the rest...

...In your temple, you rewrite me with glass letters, infinitely breaking me, And I pronounce the mantra of forgiveness, like a saint in the agony of purifying ecstasy. Her voice vibrated, a flame in ......Read the rest...

... Umbilical umbrellica of umbral phantanes "Anjelsmoth Banjitreel Naievae" These are the spasmodic words you cause in me, dare to ascertain in my exotic condition of your cusping co......Read the rest...

...after taking classes to make pancakes with molasses we must move our asses (while making advances) (we were all aghast) (were burned to ashes) (against head bashes) (have been on branches) ......Read the rest...

...If I were to close my eyes or dare to blink I'd sink in salty rivers of tears on my cheeks I wonder how long the flow will continue to linger My fingers tire but cannot wipe them all away I f......Read the rest...

...The men went through the fields and gardens, Ripping the weeping petals off of flowers Which had not yet blossomed, Claiming their beauty was not right. The men shouted until their voices grew ti......Read the rest...

...DEAD WAIT You brave enough child You brave enough man Just because you will it Just because you can To pierce the everchanging rock To crack the patterned egg To peer into the ce......Read the rest...

...Aurora, the beautiful goddess of dawn Mourned the death of her son now gone. Memnon, by Achilles's spear, was killed. His mother’s tears, by the fire, now spilled. Aurora prayed to Jove in the he......Read the rest...

...Hello, my lovely PS family...Here after a long break...i am here with another poem to you guys.... This poem is actually a translation of a hindi poem (From India) This poem signifies the power a w......Read the rest...

... "Heart" Deep fissures formed in the cracks of the nowhere place where time leeched bleeding claret through the green veined blues protean bit by bit the flesh ......Read the rest...

...At six o’clock the road turned bare as we rode through Tennessee. From Nashville to Memphis is a long, dark stretch of gray and brown trees and fields where no one ever walks or works. I’ve ofte......Read the rest...

...Cinderella Pain Born for fame, to be a princess Her gown hangs in the closet A fine tiara and glamour shoes Ready to see the glories of a grand ball She knows that there is more than these fo......Read the rest...

...Not the matter of morbidity (matter does matter there!) But of humanity pushing inhumanity on the Other We die a little; we die more when we loved the "other" before Avarice, Impatience, Unkindnes......Read the rest...

...Nostalgia, it's a fruit that doesn't rot... Always present, always bitter... it's not thorn not even rose, but in the soul, ......Read the rest...

... These scars on my soul are beautiful and painful, deep gashes that cannot be seen except in my eyes; the sorrow I keep within me is dreadful, my short life has been fu......Read the rest...