Gasping Poems - Poems about Gasping

The imprimatur of society has left us ~ gasping...

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I love you more every day I love you more in every way There's nothing more that I can say Because you take my breath away...

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From the haze, I had a chanced to see, A vision that inspired me, A future filled with love and light, That cleared the shadows of the night. You breathed new life into my soul, And made my broken spirit whole, With a gentle touch and loving gaze, You lit a fire, set my heart ablaze. But as I bent to take the...

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I thought it’d take a mountain A mountain moved and climbed A thousand games of hide & seek Before I’d ever find The answer to the question All-knowing, holy truth Will I ever get over what happened Will I ever stop loving you It’s quite simple really Too often overthought By those who’ve loved and those who’ve not And those who wish they never had There...

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Does Love Thrive Only In Its Soft Gasping Return Does love thrive only in its soft gasping return Nights that its flames reach heavenly sensual burns Can love live in other realms sitting all alone Wearing purple robes, sitting on its golden throne? Can love ever be far more than we dare admit, Far more powerful than the atoms we now...

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The day broke muggy and gray Dewdrops sizzle on gooey asphalt and burn holes in parched lawns Outdoors discriminates not between craftsmen's rank sweat and day laborer's grime Apartment-dwellers' tongues hang over their balconies, enervated gasping for droplets of air Hell hath no...

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Oh my brother, permit me please Release the grip, ease my larynx I die gasping for breath. Lincoln, the Abe, sighed and signed To restrict not, but to foster brotherhood Time elapses, but your ingrained grudge not erased Give me space, enough to breath; Give me air, To live, believe and relieve my burden; Of history. It’s a race to merge our color Oh...

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i don't know how to die but little deaths take my breath away once in awhile releasing me to at least smile and know that i know how but it's said that practice makes perfect i hope to try learning never to be since i've never been a perfectionist...

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You have always taken my breath away From the very first day we met Now once more you have me gasping for air For I cannot breathe you have taken my love away I have tried to inhale the air you have left My lungs have been emptied and I have regrets I have tried to find a new ventilator with...

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They call us illegal And I know that we are, It’s a choice that we made In coming this far. Through jungles and forests We travelled on foot Our hearts in our mouths, But no choice to stay put. Murder and rape Sadness all round Gasping for air Afraid to be drowned. We’re willing to work As hard as we can An aversion to toil Not the reason...

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gasping for air she let the shock sink in...

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You melt my heart and other parts of my body In fact, some of my parts are anything but floppy You could call me tense Rigid parts quite immense Gasping, drooling and excessively sloppy...

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Gasping Stars Look Down Upon My Tired Soul When I need to again find my own way late midnight walks are my mainstay There is this place I walk and roam comfort away from worries of my home The sidewalk ends and fields begin I imagine they stretch and never end Cool night air soothes my tired brain far away, whistle of an...

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Gasping fed up ness Next door plums of smoke engulf the air, I can't breath, I cannot breath, I can not breath, gasp. My lungs relinquish wearily to filthy, dirty, unhealthy plums of rude air. It's not free? Gasp, gasp. Why complain? but I do A stare; no care, unfair. I flee for outside air, gasp,...

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Haunted by your gasps I call my own The shimmer of your shirt climbs On the mountains of bosom I smell the fragrance in an instance Buttons spill and your chest opens The scarlet flesh of your torso falls down your hips as I knead the yeast To fine mold of Brach's melody In a voice of chilled shrillness That melted before me In a...

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