Handing Poems - Poems about Handing

She’s ravaged in success I am love me less She boy And her house We built To see more loss In your market I thee exiled Partitions And blinds Trapped? Tracing your minds Periods and plural’s i wound A bouffant in blooms ...Read the rest...

the press of the crowd reset trouser creases glad-handing, back slaps he almost kissed a baby! compared to a...Read the rest...

Because I'm gifted with your vast confidence Because the past makes a better present tense Because all our trust was built on confidence Because handing you floral glass represents Because your presence relaxes me when tense Because finding caring and...Read the rest...

We Are birds In the sky Looking to land High upon a tree We'll have each other's wings Thru the seasons and nature Good weather and bad, cold and hot To rise and broaden our horizons To My love In my dream I want your hand To...Read the rest...

Handing over the reins is, of course, Very rarely involving a horse. It’s about the tradition Of easing transition Of power, with no show of force. The expression is mostly applied When a leader is stepping aside And helps he who comes...Read the rest...

Handing Trump the election I big cities in the Us people are running wild this is not what “ black life matters” was about a horde of people are running around destroying what is sacred or should be,...Read the rest...

One day he found himself at the rock bottom of a cliff shattered from descent but the tides had been kind had revealed a chance to rest on sandy retreat He gathered sea shells memories temptations and shelter pebbles...Read the rest...

I had an idea for a movie Mad Max on the sea We will call it world of waters Wait scratch that Its alright Kev I swear It wasn't that Bad Missed me with that lightning bolt God Handing Monster munch to monsters Punch with Thanos glove Touching...Read the rest...

All i can offer you darling is a full heart unlocking with one token of how i feel Do with it what you wish As beautiful stands before me Accept it as a rose with open hands Keep it safe inside As it breaks...Read the rest...

A DEMONIC DEMOCRACY “We interrupt regularly scheduled programming to present the President”…… And yet he just keeps talking No verbiage can he espouse that I would ever care to hear While all I see is smoke and a lot...Read the rest...

(02/09/2011) I was blue in color and wet the whole part He peeked in to my opened drawer He spotted my infected heart It was shrunk into smaller Next to it, he found a box full of tears In the other...Read the rest...