Hangover Poems - Poems about Hangover

... Sun is set to shine Streets start humming Birds are ready to fly ......Read the rest...

...I like my soup hot. Slurping the edge of the bowl carefully So as not to get burnt. These aromatic words are better than any drug. But just as addictive ... with no hangover. Though sometimes it......Read the rest...

...Deliberately recognizing the sun against the moonbeams I see your eyes gleam and your happiness screams Into my eager ears over the years and I’m tension-whelmed with the tears I shed Hanging at t......Read the rest...

...He rushed in the office with his bag in one hand, and coffee in the other hand; steam is shooting from his coffee cup, and he has eaten more than a dozen doughnut. What on earth has he been doing......Read the rest...

...Work Walk Breath fogs the space between the situation I left, for the space I am to inherit. Just by walking the meandering path to my employ, Mustering strength waylaid by last nights drinking.......Read the rest...

...I’m a tightrope walker, strung between the hedonistic abyss of winter break and the unforgiving canyon of organic chemistry. The stack of spring syllabuses are a prophecy whispered in Latin.......Read the rest...

...season of rolling horizons holding life beyond what we see when winter hangs in bare trees silver branches bedding down in a hangover of lost green beyond city limits, forests fall into slumber......Read the rest...

...A party lingers in the stillness of a room. Chairs moved, plates stacked, glasses stained in red lipstick of after dinner chatter. Cutlery criss-crossed, mosaic. For a moment, when front door f......Read the rest...

...Every point in life you made a decision Good or bad you live and you learn Don't feel regret for the bridges you've burn Just make do with the few trust you've earned. Rather be drunk off l......Read the rest...

...GOD'S ENTROPY Oh, Angel! When I was dreaming of darkness, you woke me up to colours. Oh, Divine anomaly! who could grow plant-sweet, under moonlight's shadow. Oh, Perfect tree! whom eve......Read the rest...

...Everyone is waiting for something dramatic to happen but they cannot tell from which angle, everyone is waiting for something to happen and it has to be a miracle. There is so much tension in th......Read the rest...

...Filling me up to the brim with hope, My emotions slowly sliding down that slope. Suspicion building up, why is he hurrying? Tension climbing, crazy, worrying. Sadness, betrayal, sword sharp......Read the rest...

...Flackmoth is at the barber’s thumbing a magazine waiting for his turn, and comes across an article about death masks. Intrigued, he feels he should have one as soon as he gives up the ghost.......Read the rest...

...While we were sleeping Snug in our beds Lost in our dreams A black spirit stole across the land And by dawn had merged with every shadow When we awoke We took for granted the lingering critic......Read the rest...

...I went for a walk with an Aardvark In a forest of beer bottle trees, Entranced by their gentle swaying, Hanging and clinking in the breeze; And I found a top spanner bush Growing at a convenient......Read the rest...