Hilt Poems - Poems about Hilt

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There once was a bunny named Devin his siblings and he totaled seven. One day while out hopping and mummy was shopping the carrot patch 'twas seventh heaven! Wh......Read the rest...

...Was it a sheer accident that I became a poet? Poetry, I didn’t pursue, rather it cropped up As a late-night guest, quite unexpected. A teacher’s career, I have been bent upon And pref......Read the rest...

... He slept for sixty years then woke up with a start For the life of him he couldn’t tell things apart Ghettos still all filled with blacks War everywhere he turned Young folks......Read the rest...

... the bane … of complacency the enemy of apathetic ids an all-consuming blade of inspiration you, mighty weapon have slain the fiercest dragons of detachment and disregard that humanity has ......Read the rest...

...Years are piled in slouching display. Dust bobbles on a sunlit window, yet the small ragtag shop is dingy, without and within. Its second hand put downs, left to clutter; emblematic of one life......Read the rest...

...My dreams became galling To my fratricidal brothers My father's favor appalling Birthed from different mothers "The master of dreams is coming." Down the cistern they tossed me Their plan to ......Read the rest...

...Figurative paralysis laid waste body electric of mine This is Spinal tap bamboozling, binding, bleeding, bombing... ripped from every dog eared and book marked page recounting latest ill fat......Read the rest...

...It Saw Me Through Such Dastardly Purblind Eyes It saw me through such dastardly purblind eyes Up there overhead with silent anger What a truly ghastly, dangerous beast On a morn with dazzling t......Read the rest...

...The greatest deception men suffer is from their own opinions. By Leonardo da Vinci. In a chasm of hate, shards descend, Crystallized thoughts; thei......Read the rest...

...Poetic paean to papa's princess Otherwise titled: Mien wonderful wedded divine wife...., whose piercing deliverance, a balm ameliorating tattooed strife despite being dirt poor, (especially......Read the rest...

...Pronoun? A pronoun no longer describes all How you are born doesn’t count A misguided child, backed to the hilt A young soul, changed on a whim Acted upon by those paid to protect Savagely pr......Read the rest...

...A Look Inward At Darkness In The Mortal Soul Strange now rests overburdened seas and hapless stars Undiscovered jungle villages that think all earth is flat Those that slow walk total blindness ......Read the rest...

...i got a ghostly mostly moist handful of you i got a mind that's top heavy with you it spills over with you leaks you I pant like a Parisian poodle for you my baggy saggy heart is packed to ......Read the rest...

...O' lover, I Beg You Give A Reply O' love this simple truth I now shall pen! My wounded heart will bleed it out in ink Our love was beautiful and 'twas no sin Being without you now is all I thin......Read the rest...

...The child of a certain perception, Among your kinfolks poor reception, You just can’t endure irritation: It could make you leave your own nation, White men’s world declare your new station, Fac......Read the rest...