Leave It To Me Poems - Poems about Leave It To Me

... I'm tired, but tears still do not flow. Craving to sleep forever, but afraid of nightmares, I remain 'opened eyed.' I can't believe I thought that I had to always be strong, so I became a......Read the rest...

...Under the pouring rain, I no longer have thoughts of you Or of your lingering presence And your condemning silence. To live another day without you Feels easier as I stand drenched. Under the......Read the rest...

...Choke me, like the words I've wanted to say out loud. Dig your nails into my flesh Like the pain that has been inflicted on me. Let your claws leave scars on my chest, And your fangs on my nec......Read the rest...

... * Artists of every kind, I believe, are but tools for something far grander … what that is, I’ll leave to the philosophers. * ~ bend … your voice to me tickle my tympans with a w......Read the rest...

...During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith......Read the rest...

...In the grove of life, where the fields of time were greening with beginnings, I spotted you, the naked shadow, a birth from the depth of the holy nothingness. You crossed its silent threshold, comi......Read the rest...

...Welcome to our generation, We hope you enjoy this fantastic nation, Kids here stand on a quicksand foundation, And fear their schools are a gunned down station. When they watch the news near an......Read the rest...

...Leave all your sadness on my doorstep, To sit with me, weary as a shadow, When you stealthily slip in your dear memory in the night, And let my tears collect, pearls on the damp face of time. Let......Read the rest...

...When you call upon fate to be your dance around the fires of stars, Do not do so with half a soul, or better not do it at all. Risk the entire universe or leave the dice in the crossroad of the nig......Read the rest...

... When I was a lad growing up in the small village of Wakenda, I would sometimes sit on the back porch and watch the stars move across the night sky. I would listen to the tune of the birds and farm ......Read the rest...

...I don’t need her to wake me up for school. Or walk me to the bus stop when the weather is cool. I always let her sleep in. When we play board games, she doesn’t have to let me win. Now that I’m......Read the rest...

...My wildest dream Would be me, holding your hand! Becoming the perfect pair, hand in hand Exploring the world and creating memories, That starts with you Wearing a red dress, With a slit, on t......Read the rest...

... Petals, leaves and thorns Dwelling on the same bough Dance together with breeze ......Read the rest...

... Can ya spare a little change? Purple pleaser, are you a teaser? I like to flatulate on the bench Where others have eaten their noonday lunch. I say, can you spare a little change? Cloud......Read the rest...

... Written: May 10, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cosmic candor will be suitable beyond our sight, providing insight we sift and shift, sustaining a sanctum......Read the rest...