Marred Poems - Poems about Marred

...All the dust upon our rolled up sleeves makes us kids seem dirty and in desperate need. I don’t know about you but I’m pretty damn clean. This dust you sneeze on is just a part of me. Wip......Read the rest...

... Dead of Fall In gathering storm clouds, Fall whispers its dread, Cold tendrils coil, as life's colors shed. Once vibrant hues, now wilt and fade, As darkness creeps in, a cold, si......Read the rest...

...In the heart of inner wanderings hides, alas, a tormented soul, Wilted by anguishes woven at the edge of the mind, where the thread breaks. In verses, the silhouette of an overwhelming sadness take......Read the rest...

... In a realm where feuds festered, fierce and free, Two clans clashed, Kovacs and Petrovics, starkly set. Amidst the mountains, a tale of sorrow spun, Where bloodied bonds bespoke a bitter deb......Read the rest...

...He looks shy, timid, and withdrawn, as though he knows nothing. Yet, astuteness whirls in him like monsoon floods in a dam. He is an ace at intuitive thinking and judging. He's a lively lion, thou......Read the rest...

...Do you see me in my fleeting forms, In my moments painted with ephemeral hues, With the posture of masks and affectation on stage, Playful in jewelry that glitters vacantly, Shyly heralding the y......Read the rest...

...I’m stuttering on this facile analogy Like I’m tripping on dubious morality I’m lisping on my plain quizzicality Like I’m limping on roads to tonality I’m damaged. A marred good with no r......Read the rest...

... To be drawn into this enchanted journey By birth and values, we place upon the earth. Resonating with all our youth and beauty The charm of society flourishing worth. The best moral thing......Read the rest...

...I owe it to my heart to bring back to me the better it loved, the yet to be. To discourage thoughts that push aside, all that is past and part of my pride. l owe it to my heart to bring back to......Read the rest...

...Amidst shattered hues, they stay alive, Broken crayons, yet they thrive. Purple persists in its royal grace, Pink too, in its delicate embrace. Shorter, yes, and somewhat marred, Yet each colo......Read the rest...

...2 "If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished" If stop too soon, be scratched and marred Unable to see past the scars Unsculpted and just roughly hewn Be scratched and ......Read the rest...

... Echoes of Resilience: A Girl's Journey to Voice In the shadows, I stand, with a voice unheard, Softness met with silence, my cries deferred. Love brimming within, yet disregarded, unseen, ......Read the rest...

... THERE are brilliant pebbles on fire within the expansive skies And there are stones as bright upon the ground How both I have walked: my eyes toward the skies my eyes toward my feet ......Read the rest...

...amble waddle search she strains at her walker prowling the home's halls shoe on one foot bare on the other in an other worldly time her soft footed tracks are marred with circumstance ......Read the rest...

...My idealistic mind dies on the vine Day after day I worthlessly define The rightful place for the needle The steady decay of idealistic people Illusions of hope in murky pools rippled Vision......Read the rest...