Hand Poems - Poems about Hand

... Old uncle time has called me to the task; procrastination has had its run. Now is the time and the time is now; I must keep on the path to the task ahead. To stop in the middle ......Read More

...I sense a sad malaise sweeping over our land As more and more people throw up their hand Showing less interest in our national well-being No longer tuning in, or the latest news viewin......Read More

...When shadows fall across the land And darkness sweeps the light away Shall I give those who lead a hand, Those who hastened democracy’s fray, Who trafficked in selfish pursuits Luste......Read More

...Sunday sits unmoved. The theater pipes on fire. Restorative proved - join the next door choir in heart, soul, mind and strength of eye, O God! Paired with our pastor. He wears grief well and......Read More

...Scarce contained within its bounds Surging, straining to break free Pulsating and palpable Enticed by its pure energy Mesmerized and drawn, a moth to flame O, that I might be a god! Grab thes......Read More

...Intro: April 2013 Verse 1: Enter bus make we go period of JAMB Me nor dey shake cas na my third E be like chance to take blast No be mouth guy man dey jack When dem boys dey flex Christmas ......Read More

...Was he passing a baton my way, that Friday, his last dawn, last day, in flesh that felt? The poet in me thinks it true, for barely was I thorough the door of Carol’s home (and taken chair) when Bin......Read More

...With every broken mirror, the pieces connect, And piece by piece our hearts reflect, The good and the bad, the happiness and pain, The pieces you're scared to put back together again, To see your......Read More

...Grateful all the hearts that are not golden grateful are those parts that are swollen with tears of abundant Joy crying flowing down the cheeks overflow grateful or the heart that expo......Read More

...This excessive weight of the past overwhelms me more than a swift and impetuous river that never reaches the remote sea I spot from miles; I wait in such a dire disappointment and sobbing, I br......Read More

...Why do I only write sad poems You ask The person sitting on the other side It is perhaps As I wave my hand towards her Lightly I whisper Are you fine? Right into my soul You are blankly stari......Read More

...Little caterpillar, small and content All her life in the cocoon she spent The world called out, come out and play Outside is not safe, inside I will stay Life passed by without rhyme or reas......Read More

... Why do you always look at me With that question in your eyes The one that always wonders How come you never try Why can’t you just go exercise Your face is filled with doubt You shake your ......Read More

... The rose has long been the symbol of love It matters not, the red rose is universal Love has evolved through the centuries to the present Without this unique symbol To identify the ......Read More

...What chance do poets have to shape in a contest? We all do our best yet to get results one needs the mighty quest; Going through many contests ended the results were astonishing Most of them had t......Read More