Hellhole Poems - Poems about Hellhole

... It was going smoothly back then until the storm swept in People left my side, I was wondering why nobody checked in; Things changed right before my eyes, it’s like a curse was let in ......Read More

...Mom So many words to say, so many things unspoken where were you when all I needed was your love and devotion? To protect me from all the evil and darkness in this world But instead, you decid......Read More

... hell's goal is to heal shall we evolve and swap now~ shun hell afterward do each of those who wish the worst for other kin~ they, too, deserve hell paradise on earth guess ......Read More

... He sat in the darkness, the room full of light, And though it was midday, it felt like midnight. The t.v. was on, the news kept on stream......Read More

... Sending Love to My Papa Underneath his multiple dark layers, He was desperately seeking the light. Wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing his betrayers, Kinsman who disregarded his cruel plight.......Read More

...Poems about Poets V Edna St. Vincent Millay Has Her Way with a Vassar Professor by Michael R. Burch After a night of hard drinking and spreading her legs, Millay hits the dorm, where the ......Read More

...My birth name is Suzie, some say I’m a floozy But I can’t be choosey, that’s just how it is I’ve slept with a teacher and even a preacher And many a doctor got more than a kiss Don’t show me de......Read More

... While as a sparkling carefree brook of gay youth she meandered on the plateau of valiant yearning, the precipice of destiny dragged her down into the ambiguous abyss of no return. Sucked ......Read More

...State of the Art (II) These are my "ars poetica" poems about the art and craft of writing poetry. What the Poet Sees by Michael R. Burch What the poet sees, he sees as a swimmer ~~~......Read More

...Poems about Poems (II) Kin by Michael R. Burch for Richard Moore 1. Shrill gulls, how like my thoughts you, struggling, rise to distant bliss? the weightless blue of skies that are no......Read More

...Rise, warrior hearts and draw your sharp sword And forever relish this timeless deed Written by blood history will record To fight, perhaps die in hour of need Let the earthen floor be stained re......Read More

...Millay Has Her Way with a Vassar Professor by Michael R. Burch After a night of hard drinking and spreading her legs, Millay hits the dorm, where the Vassar don begs: “Please act more chastely......Read More

...Eat Eat Those words I hate This isn’t a cry, I just hate the way it taste as its greasy eyes and melted sun linger over the bun. A whisper lingers in my ear, spilling hurtful little lies. Clini......Read More

...COFFEE HOUSE BLUES I am in the A.M. Am I ? I think I am! It is A.M. in the coffee house down on MacDougal down the stairs behind closed doors another world enclosed ......Read More

...CHIMERA (verse 1) I’m scared to go to sleep, so, I fight to stay awake. But, I know the sandman will eventually win, and my eyes will become heavy like a zeppelin. Until that time comes a......Read More