Gilts Poems - Poems about Gilts

...I may love you, once love is all I have; someday, with tears I'll wash away your grave: till then I curse you since you died at last, leaving me broke, alone, going nowhere fast. Despite young......

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...Paris was built gray, though in summer, the trees and the umbrellas upload color. The architecture spills over into gay shades of silver and pewter. Edinburgh is gray, gray are the plastic rain......

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...I see you ‘cross the vast expanse, a love disguised in dreamy whirl and clothed in raiment sun-spun gold as wispy cirrus wraps your dance the music of your sigh aswirl - a breeze I feel but cann......

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...Gray are the lives that matter, departed poems in a gray post-dated heaven; ‘silvery-gray,’ as the dead are said to say. Paris was built gray; in summer, the trees and the umbrellas upload colo......

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...Saša Milivojev - THE REJOICING SONG Grateful to the skies And the darkest nights, To the moon and stars That are my night’s lights. Morning and the Mosques That wake me unsleeping, ......

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...LOCKED UP Not an ordinary day in a garden where nature smiles at us, canopied with the blue sky, the flowers in their autumn beauty with the freshest hue. lulled by the infinite scent of natur......

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...The Creche Painter I am a pine, 4 feet tall; My needles formed in green plastic; Tiny lights and tiny gifts adorn me; While I shade miniature figures of glass. Glass – hand painted lovingly ......

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...Sacrifices I've made for loves ones Long face, sad heart, painful days Not even a clue if things would be like it is today Bad choices which I am now paying it with my life Loss in the games most of ......

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