Messege Poems - Poems about Messege

...I meet her in spring nothing special about it we liked one another and became intimate friends season to season holiday to holiday making time to be with one another she's real special to me ......Read the rest...

...One day I find something in my minds treasury. One of them was nothing but your sweet memory. The memory keep destructing me from my aim. If you had stayed with me then I would not have become lam......Read the rest...

...There is famous jungle cat, you may even know him . Dextor is his name , he walks with grace about his space in Windsor Castles Garden, pit a pat down the cobbled lane ..Should you be blessed , you......Read the rest...

...Creepy crawlies in your head Stay away from the living dead Is itself delusion coming over you? Or are you finally able to see the truth Evil creeps up on unsuspecting souls Can make the warmest......Read the rest...

...sleep. no sleep. mind racing. intensity. so much to sy. who will listen? never tired. sleep not. fast. so fast my thoughts. pages. so many pages. who will hear me? is my messege to never......Read the rest...

...My heart marvels at the man i call dad the man who taught me how to iron my first shirt the man who loves me unconditionally the man who is proud to call me daughter the man who taught me to fend......Read the rest...

...I see a man way up on that hill he has golden hair . my girl says where and I say up there. then a see him break a seal as he starts too I can hear.i cant see far but evenitully he stoals too my car.......Read the rest...

...It's Valentine's Day so we will celebrate. As Love devours and conquers hate. When two become one, it's wonderful and great. Love is in the air and there's no debate. When Cupid shoots his arrow......Read the rest...

... I'm kind of a reformed hippie from the sixties Trying to spread peace and love through my lifelong days A messege of words that need to be shared By everyone in so many different ways ......Read the rest...

...As I drop this bottle from my lips Exist no more my final sips Sealed with drops of blood and tears This note and my lost years Represents the price Of liquid vice Future seen Sober Clean......Read the rest...

...After having the need to purge my stomach, tear glands and trying to feel clean by scrubbing like a lunatic... I have to write some things I could barely think of mustering. Very coward of me. I k......Read the rest...

...Some time in the future My life will end I wonder what to do The messege it will send I don't know when it begins I don't know when it will end But some how, some way Life always ends.........Read the rest...