Green Paper Poems - Poems about Green Paper

...I have worked so hard I have poured my soul My skin is secretly scarred My bones still ache and sore Even though I have it all Completed dreams and green paper I can’t see you, I’m so tall ......Read the rest...

...It’s difficult To contemplate My F8 A sad ending to relate A psychological way To masturbate As I progress Thru my allotted years I face and analyze My internal fears And shed somewhat re......Read the rest...

...Green Worm Learns to Fly A fairy friend of a green worm Said she would teach him how to fly His eyes glowed as he’d love to learn And yearned to fly high in the sk......Read the rest...

...In this world We all put a price on our honey We rent our labor, what’s between our legs and under our nose We all work its just how it goes The worlds oldest profession As everyone knows ......Read the rest...

...Mixing paints and inventing colors, enticing watercolors' bright hues. Captivated--one of their lovers, I sense magic awaits colors' cues. Paper ready--fresh and inviting. A splash of lilac on......Read the rest...

...1929 Depression. "Way back then..." A terrible time, when good people were tested. Some did okay. They lived through it. They still raised their families. Some did not do as well. ......Read the rest...

...I’ll just keep it till whenever Don’t have Christmas gift wrap But have Green paper I’ll wrap it with that Loving you is the best Christmas gift I received from God Hurt that I’m the only one ......Read the rest...

...Gods of glowing neon and gaudy screens smile upon charming, charming patterns of heads. All colors of hair, lit red, then green, then blue, guided along invisible paths, crown heads p......Read the rest...

...The lashes The looks The love And the lies The green paper key That unlocks your thighs The game that you run Every damn day Is the only thing you know to catch your prey You swallow......Read the rest...

...I was suffocating in the crowded conifer forest, so, I decided once to celebrate Christmas alone outside in the hamlet not far away. In the fading hour of the Christmas eve with the moondust sho......Read the rest...

...Green paper planes Fly the rich away But I've got plans to stay. With my karma I will pay. I've seen a poor man today Armed with nothing but news As I sit with a coffee Waiting for my mu......Read the rest...

... She dances For a world running out of chances Embrace the spotlight Even if temporary we must fight No longer content to chase echoes When our skin changes like that of geckoes ......Read the rest...

... In Boo Land ... Every gagged mouth is covered by a grave reeker hand Raven black-cloaked, vomit foul specter maniacally sob laughing Someone’s been tilting the tomb bottles again, ......Read the rest...

... Nicotine paid by the experimental hour Diseased lungs’ biopsy displayed never made this lab rat’s attitude turn breath analyzer sour Snuff was a lemon grass puff charmer, in pu......Read the rest...

...From womb to tomb we are all alone... Merely interacting with other vessels... We stay busy with our repetitive, mundane jobs... We are slaves to the green paper that sustains us... We are all gh......Read the rest...