Minute Poems - Poems about Minute

... (composed in head as woke up) Mid yawn, self suffocation Out of your control No fear, you know how it goes You're better at the end, than at the start Have faith in the recalibration part ......Read the rest...

... If today was my very last day All of my love will be on full display I would tell you I love you so much As my heart has a great rush I will miss my family and friends dearly To my very end I......Read the rest...

...They stand in middle of the lawn, chatting and laughing and moving to a peculiar rhythm , they were unconcerned about what is going on and held on tightly to each other arm and the clouds began to ge......Read the rest...

...In Paris, society people unironically dress for dinner, go to cocktail parties (where the hostess has an obvious drinking problem), dine with Catholic Bishops, industrialists, politicians and occasio......Read the rest...

...She spoke of his fathering as something way different from her mothering style they both stood to applaud him when he received the diversity of Science award for his research. That day I applaude......Read the rest...

...What can I do, what can I say, anything to help take the pain away. Feeling so helpless, I brought you into this world, but can not save you, I say goodbye every night, with hope your still a......Read the rest...

...Dedicated to Adele’s Hello song… Hurts to be left in the dust It’s a must to let go of lust You are on the other side, Screaming silently with pride Healing with God’s timing alone, God’s timi......Read the rest...

...Some never awaken. In the endless stream of my consciousness, amidst shadows that open like flowers In the diffuse light of our drowsy existence, I also hibernate, a traveler wandering through the......Read the rest...

... As part of planning this trip—-for one night we were set to reside in a tiny house in Alberta, Canada…that came with a teepee on the side. This tiny house had all the amenities we needed…much t......Read the rest...

...Point’s tail feathers were roaring this morning heavier than usual, today they felt enormously weighted. have I always been this bogged down? He wondered Weighted down from end to end, fowled from......Read the rest...

...i sometimes hate blank paper. it feels like it's screams at me. It calls to me. Telling me i must say what my heart holds. But will the paper understand? Can it hold the heaviness of her words? May......Read the rest...

... When we awoke at 4:30 this morning to a cool 52 degrees. We needed to get an early start for the drive to Lake Louise. If you listen you can hear the echoes of the indigenous people because st......Read the rest...

...Confusion, don't know how to feel. What are we doing here? My love for you has never been so real, One moment dread, the next cheer. Our love is so strong, our pain so deep, We fight, we c......Read the rest...

...gulp! ahurr ahurr ahurr “I swallowed a cricketer” he shouted with a cough but, we asked, in a joking scoff “do you not mean a cricket?” then to our amazement and in the very next minute he re......Read the rest...

...It’s summer, hurry up. Let’s not waste a minute. Where’s the sunscreen, where’s the party, who’s knutching who? The sky was crowded with bright, balloon stratocumulus clouds, hanging mountain-lik......Read the rest...