Misplaced Poems - Poems about Misplaced

... When social upheaval brews chaos of nihilism, Forfeiting moral values, embracing skepticism; Instability ensues, clamoring in emptiness, Believing world is futile, life is meaningless, As broke......Read the rest...

...[Non-Fictional Preface: Fictional Old Folks Home/Apparition] "This is the story of two friends, both considered themselves start-up writers, whereas, one who was a bit more of an upstart,......Read the rest...

... more … more than I’ll ever know … that’s how much you love me (just spoken) but what the hell does that mean? how do you know that I’ll never know how much you love me?? I mean, thanks … ......Read the rest...

...In blackness, I hear forked tongues whisper wicked witchery, hope within arthritic ink slowly f a d e s as darkness descends upon snow-speckled heart, and a murder of......Read the rest...

...By Cherbo Geeplay I supposed I was a poet whose ink was gilded With rich entrée that was settled and intrepid. I assumed I could bray the stony frothing ocean and see the dolphin Skate ......Read the rest...

..."Robert Frosts', friend, Edward Thomas was an indecisive fellow, until that one day they took the other road Edward wanted, and of course, Robert's piece was not Edward's choice to say th......Read the rest...

...A bright night, transparent eyelids, prismatic brain on a turntable. The night was too dark, it had to grow new eyes, it had to show its face, to be found by the stars. The heaven within ......Read the rest...

...Like a gecko, that one changes their colours speaks in tongues long then short blue climbing up and down walls clicking translating the draconians’ poetic profusions all are night creatures in th......Read the rest...

...Four walls are enticing Can't get out of my own head Who is that figure in the mirror? The face that haunts me Nimble and limp - I feel misplaced Envious and boiled and ready to put on simm......Read the rest...

...Too long since we met, and now too late; words, misplaced in anger, at some point turned inwards into bitter silence. Small infractions soon expand to chasms in the sleepless, fetid, endless nigh......Read the rest...

... “My tears are testimony of my devotion to Beloved; and from those tears white lilies will grow that speak the truth.” Rumi I had heard the legend of her tears, silent drops of sorrow ......Read the rest...

...Middle of the night and I cannot dream, going by my pace, I think I'll breathe, you're not fading it's super HD, you're a bauble while I am the bitter reality, Here we go again, seeing you on Ch......Read the rest...

... I'm tired of singing to the moon, as ink flows in bruised hues, within my fragmented heart, used and shattered by censorious eyes~ ever since you left me stranded, lost and misp......Read the rest...

...I gaze beyond the silver winged heart of twinkling twilight, lost within metaphors in warm cashmere bows of midnight. Whilst lava lamps for lost souls f l i c k e......Read the rest...

...February 27th Lower Peninsula of Michigan One week of true cold and snow is all This year Today is the warmest day ever recorded For this entire month An ancient age is passing Winter short......Read the rest...