Lays Poems - Poems about Lays

...PrEdIcAtEd on PeRcOcEt predicated on percocet, or jacked up. that man that appears, familiar in a painting, when i land chin up. i see, clearly, a countenance of sin, with his back of h......Read the rest...

...You may know the greylag from a Mother Goose Rhyme. This sort of goose lays 3 to 5 eggs at a time. If clutch size distribution is uniform, I'm Pretty sure the egg number will likely be......Read the rest...

...From the valley of a lone Victor, Hope bloomed on mornings dew, Carrying promises of a brighter sun, In echoes of joy and persistent smile. Here he comes, draped In night’s shroud , Messenger ......Read the rest...

...Beneath the starry vault of memory, your voice lays down Like a blanket of marble weathered by long-forgotten deities. I've allowed my hopes to be gently polished By the eternal warmth of your wor......Read the rest...

..."As you look deeper in the heart the mirror gets clearer and cleaner...Rumi" The mirror of my mind, reflects the years of my heart leaving my face a wilderness of weathered wrinkles cau......Read the rest...

...“The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.” Rumi When I look in the mirror, I see myself, But sometimes, when I look deeper, I see you and......Read the rest...

...I only remembered it for a minute second Some dream bound for the black hole. A minuscule moment it was Slipping into the fabric of no dimension. The actor forgetting their single stage moment ......Read the rest...

...My twilight Dream Catcher. Sweet melodies tug at my heart strings. The waves roll in as the blue whale sings. As empty moonbeams fade, In the cosmos evenly laid. Layers of complexity. ......Read the rest...

...I know this feeling ... Like a metal rusting ... Like a thread pulling apart with every pull ... Like a stone eroding to soil .. I have felt this wind blow more times than I can remember ... I f......Read the rest...

..."Maybe I am not very human - what I wanted to do was to paint sunlight on the side of a house. There is a sort of elation about sunlight on the upper part of a house. Though I may influence genius, t......Read the rest...

...I was aware I may have lost my mind, pinpointing on the time, circular reasoning, whether in front or behind. Are thoughts a linear path like the heart? Regarding sight, what has one seen, ma......Read the rest...

...His hen is forty Her rooster is soon twenty Who cares, it lays eggs.......Read the rest...

... the poem I wrote for you now lays discarded in the rubbish bin......Read the rest...

... It is 2 AM by the room clock, Body, helpless, detached; done Brain, still active. Heart wanting the sweet melody of music. Alas, the speaker needs the electric embrace of replenishment. It......Read the rest...

...hear me out or don't it matters not ~ this recall isn't due to promises made to you for in the far away mind weighted and still spaces clear light......Read the rest...