Muscle Poems - Poems about Muscle

...For context, I'm almost 22. I got sick at 18. It's not like cancer or M.S., I'm not going to die. But there's no explanation for the reason why I got sick. Nobody knows, not me, not my doctor,......Read the rest...

...Summer's salty doom knocked ruggedly as I lay on the sheets of tormented threats and turmoil. Jerks at the slightest beep. Gasps at a faint knock. Soaked in muddy debts of frauds. A muscle p......Read the rest...

...The ability to imagine isn't a critical thinking lapse Rather, a strengthening of the mind and a willingness to say perhaps ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The above p......Read the rest...

...My actions have turned into muscle memory, my memories have blurred. I can no longer see, I no longer distinct. The faces are fading but the names are etched. I am going blind but I can feel......Read the rest...

...Autopsy of a Bitter Heart My thoughts vomited upon the page. No rhyme, no reason, no beauty; Raw, bare muscle and torn flesh. No cute love hearts colored red and pink; No, this is the......Read the rest...

... I was sad today Never gave it away Every smile more fake than the last Every interaction so fast I want to be alone in my depression zone Face aches from muscle strain My search for happy ......Read the rest...

...The white statue rested above the dying woman's head, A ray of light shone thinly onto the old talisman. Carter watched silently at the old gaunt wrinkled woman. He would be brave, prepare his las......Read the rest...

...In town of Holy Face, now Halez Fax Are rows of back-to-backs in terraces Between the mills that belch their thick black smoke. Industry now dominates hill and dale. Manufacture is mast......Read the rest...

...ensnared by such mere prosaic prattle drawn eye to eye by an enigmatic placid damsel cryptic conundrum swathed in the shroud materialized the ballroom corner in a cloud her gaze unblinking and un......Read the rest...

...The bell rings out loudly, signals the start, must earn my keep through the pugilist’s art, my foe is a tall one, beats me in reach, to get in close my trainer sought to teach, where those long a......Read the rest...

...The Daily Star Thursday issue... announces Summer Solstice 2024 regarding purr ray zing planetary earthlings paying obeisance to god/goddess of the sun Thursday, June twentieth at 4:51 Post M......Read the rest...

...My eyes gaze into twin hollow sockets. Behind it, a trail leading over the hill to a sepulcher. A ghastly cloaked apparition offers its hand. Bones intertwined with my flesh fingers. Waltzing, twisti......Read the rest...

...His hand cradles his crown, tensing every muscle, Long uncared-for strands left in the wake. Biting his lip, thumb and index, a reluctant opening, The corner of one’s eye, adjusting the lens. Pat......Read the rest...

...I live in a world of brutal ice and cold Despite the temperature being five below... these fingered handy limbs awash with profuse sweat dripping palms analogous to a bloody busted gushing wat......Read the rest...

...Soars beating is my heart as it flex it's muscle so in part it's flat Like an Eagle abreast breath hovering over its nest Elder Statesman and women sleep depressed Nonchalantly inadve......Read the rest...