Loose End Poems - Poems about Loose End

... "Phenomonology" time drips through the lens of philosophy phenomonology melts the solid realisation; was all that time spent inconsequential, the purpose of it all ......Read the rest...

...It was one of those days Started with the shower She wanted to join me Which in any other day would’ve been great But her best friend was sharing it sort of to speak It was a sympathet......Read the rest...

...*Image of Patty Hearst Post SLA Days by Bio. Patty Hearst Time Capsule PRE kidnap madcap Miss press distress Stephen live-in boyfriend loose end n......Read the rest...

...Wrapped around the sylphlike waist the sumptuous silk chiffon sari is hand-gathered into even pleats, likened to the petals of a flower, and is tucked bewitchingly below the navel baring the mi......Read the rest...

...Here's the scoop, friends... This is, as indicated, the 1st HALF of this fairly lengthy poem. The 2nd half had to be posted separately due to Poetry Soup's file-size limitations. No other way I c......Read the rest...

...Little bits of bitterness is trying to hold on; This time Time is teaching , the Art of withdrawn. In panic; the pain The sunshine to the droplets of rain They say it will come, Eventually......Read the rest...

...The lapdog is our friend The laptop is our mend There’s no end We are trapped in a pen Maybe this is a trend We don’t need to spend However, we need to pretend We enjoy our weekend Although......Read the rest...

...If everything were simple it would shape just like a brain, And I’d take it out and look at it and never feel a pain, And I’d pity poorer mortals who didn’t care if it were true, For the clear and......Read the rest...

...Jan 2, 2018 Hanging on a loose end rope is utterly in vain You feel like you have a hope but in the end is only pain......Read the rest...

...Plush red velvet pillows rest secluded light bent amid scenic shoji screens ornate vines twist and turn giving way a silhouette stares ahead without face Pin pricked blood blackened by pain ......Read the rest...

...(In Tudu Hospital in the former Saigon, several hundred dead babies have been preserved in formaldehyde. They are hideously deformed as a result of their mothers having been contaminated by Age......Read the rest...

...This has been a hot minute to say the cold hard truth. I second that! Glasses full of hours turn hands into long time. Darkness saves the day. Light work is easy. Take care; bear with me. Melting ice......Read the rest...

...To be honest my friend, when I’m at a loose end I can fall prey to worry and fear So give me a shout and I may help you out When your burden’s too grievous to bear I will offer my hand that tog......Read the rest...

...On the eve of, demand. Betrayal was rising. The voice of strength evaded me. The knife pushed deeper in. Darkness awoke within me. Its grip squashing the life I thought I had. I hate you. I des......Read the rest...

...Moina Michael was a teacher, Who vowed to wear a poppy, Each year so as to remember, The fallen, alone and the dead. She wrote a poem in reply, To McCrae’s In Flanders Fields, Promised thence......Read the rest...