Jungles Poems - Poems about Jungles

a weak, tiring roar~ the same one that once shook the jungles... now too feeble to scare. Its strength fades to past glory... as death lingers close to claim....

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Radiant waves of emotions, full of hope. Hearty beef stew with raisins and pickled beats. We gained wisdom from our mothers. Trusting the saints who walk beside us. Into rivers we bathe away our shadows. Lights favor us with songs. Jungles of bone. Sand gave us the glass. Knitting heavens weave. Yearning for earthquakes. Wake us when the sky is gone. Many did not wait...

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They are coming with the needle They think they are being kind Sending me back to The jungles of my mind. There are creatures in the forest, I can feel them closing in Screaming in my mind In a brain jarring din. The fire is burning well Sending out heat and light Keeping at bay Those creatures of the night. But what will happen Should I fall...

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Barely belaboring the billions of bungles, Listening to the cold, clamorous Cleveland-like clungles, Within the bowels of the half-hearted, hard-headed hungles, Judiciously jeering at the jealous jaguars juicy joy jungles, She swung the serendipitous swiggles from their silly slow swungles....

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JUNGLES Hear Oh thou weaklings, Listen you old men that still sucks breast, And feeds on food meant for infants, At a certain age, An infant leaves his mother’s bosom and craves for other food, But your heads are still cleaved to mother’s bosom, Beware lest u make yourself to be a puppy. ...

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There’s a wildness to a city that wilderness doesn’t have In closeness—an isolation as tenants stalk their paths The repetition of wanton avarice pits dog and dog upon dog The knife edge of the skyscrapers cutting the residents into cogs There’s a fierceness to the streets the rockiest trail can never match A menace looms...

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Immodest mouse (though sheepishly I drive): Cheese-poof ambition traps shred Plexiglas; Life’s tint is circus; freaks pedaling thrive; My spinner’s stopped, feline-stripped out of gas. Cradled in moon’s ambitious pseudo-shine, Not that I could, see I’ve nowhere to go; Clawed dizzy by stars she hangs as a shrine, Marathons end; unfinished lines won’t glow. Out of fuel. Out of road. ...

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Queen of the jungles of romantic feelings The African Queen with a beauty stolen from nature Leave me alone, do no come in my sight I do not want to die quickly here in Africa When she breathes the nose spells letter B In her movements her shape scribbles letter S In her smiles the mouth sketches depressed letter O Yes, when...

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Upon tomorrow's arrival, today fades into yesterday. And apathy spurs denial as endangered animals die. Wherever concrete cities rise, collateral damage occurs. And as jets traverse open skies, wild birds get annihilated. We dedicate our existence, to a utopia of steel. And survive in asphalt jungles; shadowed by lofty achievements. Reality is a mirage; projected on collapsing hopes. And yet, safe in our cubicles; we tout our plastic paradise. Our planet's...

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Nineteen seventy nine and we don't even care ? As restless as we are yet, tis so easy to get caught up Within orphan Joey's perpetual season in woes this rainbow Skidrow coloured their flesh but don't you know; smit the bit this lingo pit Hanging on a tit suckled through a slit rin tin sin and his brother...

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The moon in struggle As it breaks through the red The sky is dying The earth in dread The three sisters On a mound of decay Stand proud of their moment Civilisation, fading to grey Sceptre and scents Sword of the fallen Spreading their angst Like a darken pollen Heads slightly bowed Their way of glee Killing and maiming Deathly spree Federation of the stars In need to...

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