Hairs Poems - Poems about Hairs

...THE STENCH OF INSOMNIA narcoleptic deities in charge of the world are tangled and detangled in the threads of time they are sardonic and bitter and out for revenge alien me......Read the rest...

...You capture me with your radiant smile Hearty bold laugh impassive and vexing Little grey hairs in your barely there beard Needling your chocolate chin for years Your artistic style and fashion ......Read the rest...

... Oh, the memories of yesteryears Many were filled with happy tears Unaccompanied by painful fears Laughter and chatter filled our ears Time must not be allowed to steal Those sacred tim......Read the rest...

...A waste paper basket, a trash can, a bin Whatever you call it, some things won’t stay in The things that you write Long into the night May make, when discarded… one hell of a din * ......Read the rest...

...Love has it's bronze. I resonded with: ,,what do you mean?? Lukas talk with me!!", he turned around and said: ,, Time is getting near, but, It's nothing worth to give your all", his tears suddenly......Read the rest...

...Love has it's bronze. I resonded with: ,,what do you mean?? Lukas talk with me!!", he turned around and said: ,, Time is getting near, but, It's nothing worth to give your all", his tears suddenly......Read the rest...

...Even diamond became dust When touched your skin crust If beauty was beyond money The world belong to you my honey She says your poetry warm winters such As lamp in my heart darkness sprinkles......Read the rest...

...April 9th, 2024 would be ninety fifth birthday poem for dearly departed papa The following words crafted soon after the soul of me daddy set adrift into the empyrean realm joining the rank and fil......Read the rest...

...The arctic poppy stretched into existence rooted on a rock surrounded by ice it unfurled its lemon cream petals in an open embrace with the sun the small meek flower filled with warmth a......Read the rest...

...Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night In my ramshackle torn straw old bed The mice are chewing my toes And the bedbugs bite Elephants dancing in my head I think to myself "It's not ......Read the rest...

...Villanelle: Remembering Not to Call by Michael R. Burch (a villanelle permitting mourning, for my mother, Christine Ena Burch) The hardest thing of all, after telling her everything, is reme......Read the rest...

...18 years had past and i knew it all, just living carefree, having a ball. Thought i knew love, true love i was sure, Got engaged to get married was certain i was ready for a little house on the hi......Read the rest...

...Time flys when your having fun, Time flys when you fall in love, Time flys from 12 to10am, And time flys when your chatting with your someone like minded friend, Time flys when your under 18, T......Read the rest...

...Encased in your arms, sheath of heart around me Soliticious expression sigh in my ear Fingers rolling through my hairs A splatter of rain calling out lovers The Chime of the clock desired to whil......Read the rest...

...God loves and cares, He sees our tears, And knows the number of our hairs. When tears like dewdrops flow and fall His mythic mug collects them all. Be they the tears that babies cry, Or those ......Read the rest...