Hummed Poems - Poems about Hummed

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

...In the chambers of dreaming, where the night drapes itself with crow feathers, A harbinger of the end weeps silently over the meadow towards eternal rest; Waltz, waltz in the canvas of darkness tha......Read the rest...

...I’m in the residential dining hall with my suitemates Lisa and Sunny. We’re talking about sausages. Why? Because April 30th is ‘National Sausage day.” Someone mentioned that when I complained abo......Read the rest...

...Harmony was missing in the breezy hills, lonely paths were gleaning with fresh rain; eagles owned the chilly, noiseless heavens: stillness reigned over the barren terrain! Then a slender boy sp......Read the rest...

...Harmony was missing in the breezy hills, lonely paths were gleaning with fresh rain; eagles owned the chilly, noiseless heavens: stillness reigned over the barren terrain! Then a slender boy sp......Read the rest...

...For the sun has taken the sail, painting the sky a tapestry of emotions. The wind wafted through my hair, making it dance to its rhythm. The trees pranced like a cheer squad, shaking their poms pom......Read the rest...

...I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon. I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night is ever coming soon. I studied sleep patterns too, like viv......Read the rest...

... My mother and father never wavered in their routine. After each one of my siblings sprang into life, my father sat on the porch and spit ‘Day’s Work’ tobacco juice down his chin while my mother sna......Read the rest...

...Harold the Hugh Hefner wannabe carrot top... spry buck analogous to energizing bunny jump/kickstarted procreation ruckus. Home on the range cacophony quite absurd PlayBoy Bunny herd and f......Read the rest...

... Pride picked her up, then threw her down As humility made not one sound, Before she found her way up from the ground, Meekness would cry out to her, With a voice, soft and gentle, remembering......Read the rest...

...The month we both fell, Like the leaves The month you entered my life, Like the breeze The month we hummed our favourite new song, Like the tidal waves crash against the sea The month we he......Read the rest...

...Appearing suddenly and with haste, Holding nothing but a dagger, She cut open my throat. Like a jilted mistress, naked under the moon, She carved runes under my tongue, Tore my mouth apart ......Read the rest...

...The moon had got itself tangled up in a glass telephone kiosk. Tricks of light do not apply to moonlight, for it is a ghost haunting its face only through earthy reflections. It looks to us to s......Read the rest...

...Life is a song people look to for stability the foundation of their being A song sung by those who hold on to cherished memories A song played by those who move on cutting ties ......Read the rest...

...Fluorescent lights hummed a monotone drone, In the background, the resonant chimes and dings of the cash register sing. A lone moth fluttered past my empty dome Light, purposeless, simila......Read the rest...