Gasp Poems - Poems about Gasp

...Featherlight touches Fluttering kisses Thudding heartbeats One look One gasp A million desires erupt. ~ PoeticSoul......Read the rest...

...Dodging one here, dodging one there, Riding along without a care. Three in a row, which way do I go, I close my eyes and curse the so and so. Oh! what a bang, the old van shook, But at l......Read the rest...

...What can I do for you to notice? Does more of my red blood need to be shed and spread for you to notice? Do I need to throw away more of myself for you to even give a thought? I whimper in pain,......Read the rest...

... Composed, he walks towards the podium. At first to applause, until a hush forms. His heart beats like a water pump, sweat drips - eyes fixed at his ensemble. Audience anticipates, as he stands......Read the rest...

...Can you know without knowing? What is in your hands that’s not showing? Is it the brilliant light of a child’s wonder? We gaze into her blue eyes and ponder. The magical warm light is from he......Read the rest...

...I eased our kayak into the river of lies. There was me, Dave and Jim, experienced guys. The current grew stronger, Jim said he would quit, He said it felt wrong, the scene didn't fit. Dave urge......Read the rest...

...Pikes held high, Flags fill the sky, Drummer boys sound the beat, Musket men are on their feet. White smoke swirls, ram down the ball really hard, Pour in the gunpowder to make the charge. ......Read the rest...

... grey drapes the colour of my realm thick heavy fog pervades over my thoughts that wander to where I do not know i cannot see in bursts of silence i gasp for air a stagnant emptiness i......Read the rest...

...We say we recognize being ankle Deep in the river at the bay. Look My love do you like this light? I love Love this riiight. What of now do You say? You say you love this life? My My My sultr......Read the rest...

...Breath Life begins not when we exit our mother’s womb, not when we are severed from our mother’s body. Life begins with a gentle tap from a stranger. We gasp, we begin to breath. And so, li......Read the rest...

...“Of all flowers, methinks a rose is best.” – William Shakespeare, The Two Noble Kinsmen Sweet Rose, for ages you have blessed the human race with your beauty, elegance and grace. You show yo......Read the rest...

... like a butterfly with my pretty wings wounded ~ I try to flutter When my soul is bruised and beaten down, and my heart injured, scarred and bleeding: I fold what's l......Read the rest...

... In depths of solitude, I stand forlorn, With shadow as my sole and steadfast friend. By society shunned, from kinship torn, I ponder on life's edge, its bitter end. Upon the bridge, where tho......Read the rest...

...I hear them talking as I open my eyes, a hazy something lingers on my lips like lava, threatening to erupt. I hear question then answer, then questions plural follow up: detectives discussing ......Read the rest...

...Where Carnatic's notes on temple walls reside, A melody awakens, draped in Kalanidhi's pride. T.M. Krishna, a voice that cuts through time, Weaving music's magic with a spirit so sublime. His r......Read the rest...