Mess Poems - Poems about Mess

...Mistakes were made in the past High on delirious hurt Young and wild, hiding our bruises We let our desires take us places On streets unlit, we paced Followed curves that weren't right Chased z......Read More

...How many times must we amend The gruesome news of death again? What venue will Fate next abase, some hapless, unsuspecting place? Such acts still shake us to the core - These senseless slaughte......Read More

...There's no place like home So the old saying goes When you're down in the dumps It will cure your woes Blob out on the couch Watch rubbish TV Wear scruffy old jeans And a worn-out hoodie ......Read More

...She’d a shopping list in her bag Long since lost in the mess But she could remember it vaguely… Dammit .... she’d just have to guess She grabbed a trolley out of the garden It squealed and it ......Read More

... Beneath a sanctuary of the tree I lift my prayer on bended knee ......Read More

...Trying is what made the task harder You try to make others happy You try to hold back your tears You even try to fix yourself Piece by piece you realize you are still the mess you have tried to ......Read More

...Alone in my bed, I lay awake My eyes heavy with thoughts of heartache And the moon glows through the window pane As I bathe in a sea of pain Tears start streaming down my face Like a gentle ......Read More

...My life is always in a mess, Something must be amiss, I'm not living the ordinary, Things happening contrary, It all began when I was young, A better life I always yearn, Nothing seem to add ......Read More

...Fear of self will kill the mind- what greater things we see. I myself, another kind- can hardly hush the beast. How I wonder what will be and what will come to past. I can tell you honestly those ......Read More

...Incessant taxes, an unyielding bane, A weight that crushes, a burden I sustain, As a citizen, I bear this mantle, To uphold my patriotic crown. And yet, the taxes rise unceasingly, A relentles......Read More

... A Realistic Tragedy of Shakespearean Density and Range or Brush with Death -- and Coupon (Plus Buy One Plung*r and Get One Free) "On dying, each s*u......Read More

...In those ways He just mattered He cares so for me Illuminate light His love Embraces me As I stand before Him I am made free Elohim Creator Father loves me I'm alone instilled y......Read More

...I HATE church And all it stands for - Whatever that may be? Our churches are barely half filled with So-called Christians! But what are they really? Hypocrites. Cynics. Hateful people who don......Read More

...Has anyone lived long enough, To finish cleaning out the garage. Has anyone lived long enough, To see leftover room in kitchen cupboards. Has anyone lived long enough, To bear witness to a m......Read More

...take the time to enjoy the little things in life dont rush through the moments of peace and only focus on the grief relax dont stress dont focus on the mess for one day you will find that the li......Read More