Habits Poems - Poems about Habits

...Life as a Rat Yes, every city is a labyrinthine cage woven from streets seen from celestial heights, but also – from the silken threads of your habits: The paths you follow, or avoid, the cafes ......Read the rest...

... This old geezer is multitalented I'm able to talk and chew gum at the same time Can even spit nickels while singing Moon River Okay enough about this talented old soul I'd like to hear ......Read the rest...

...Pariah heap - savagely subjecting myself to humiliation Outward slovenly appearance bespeaks volumes wordsworth their weight in gold (exhumed from the pith of these lovely bones - beclothed wi......Read the rest...

...I try and try to do my best, Focus on my faults, To change the way I walk this quest, The way I do this waltz, I watch my step, try to perfect, I slip, I trip, I fall, Stand back up, stay erect......Read the rest...

...In the whispered twilight of existence, where shadows dance with the ghosts of dreams, the wanderer, society’s friend, roams with an open heart and weary feet, a seeker under the vast canopy of sta......Read the rest...

... "Motherland" The “Removed”, Charlestons across the keyboard, fingers have a personality and a mind of their own, don’t you agree? the stalwart mind converses wit......Read the rest...

...In gentle lines, Shadows fall, quiet as dusk, In the moonlight, Hearts who learn to trust, Because they must know, Wonder of love, Sensation of leaves falling, Turning the world breathless A......Read the rest...

...What an unfree newspaper writes According to a leading English newspaper the alarm is the upcoming election will labor be back in power like that would be different from now England (not Bri......Read the rest...

...This just in from our local news team: A nun was detained by two students after class and forced to drink a dry martini. The students, John Peterson and Shirley Kemper (who wish to......Read the rest...

...Patterns become habits and habits confine. We cling to routine and yet wish to be free, hoping in vain to be graced by bliss divine but the truth is we are tied to our mind tree. Heart is the cen......Read the rest...

... Had a wild dream just the other night Was a ruler of a distant planet With forty-two slave girls to do my bidding All gorgeous with naughty habits Customs were quite a bit different......Read the rest...

...We let time go by thinking that we will remain the same. As we were together each day became a change within itself. The change within us gradually occurred. Separation was not our plan. What we ......Read the rest...

...I deserve it at this point, I see it coming every time. I know your promises are hollow, and your love riddled with lies. I've stayed this long just hoping (that) maybe one day things could......Read the rest...

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

...Below the veil of twilight, memories sway in the moon's oaring, Effigies of the departed rise like incense smoke amongst ruins. They have sprinkled us with pale dreams, and now, flowers of forgetfu......Read the rest...