Muslin Poems - Poems about Muslin

...You live in sapphire-decked castles. You wear soft muslin clothes. The snugness of mundane wealth, like the termite, eats you up. Though you care less for God, in his name, you dare to take oaths. ......Read the rest...

......But Mains just shrugged, then said, “Let’s go.” offered the wrists to his bandittos. Two of them led the man away, Diaz fumed more watching him go. Denied the chance to see him beg, denied ......Read the rest...

...The stars are lighting up dusk’s aftermath With a million Christmases’ twinkling light Tiny dots to be connected in a serigraph Covering the earth with a dome of white To show us the ......Read the rest...

...Fields of lavender so divine Withstand the test of endless time Year by year with purple hue Magical moment's fragrant debut. Spray of lavender in linen chest Between clean sheets summ......Read the rest...

...Enter your grave, as though a pilgrim, full of smile, Within satin muslin decked coffin, sleep peaceful, May death, the deathless (?), feel ashamed of his sly guile...! Tomb, the womb of nature,......Read the rest...

...Women of the Word Some wore finest linen – Others wore wool; Some wore the silk of royalty – Some wore cotton, some muslin; Some were called to great things – Others walked with sorrow ......Read the rest...

...You suppose mold and place heavy on my head your expectations of greatness It shines in a young easily influenced mind that this is it, I am ultimate I am power, respected and queen With gold on ......Read the rest...

...On the moist lips of a fragrant rose, I found her in a precarious state; Shivers ran through her lithe frame. An icy chill and the hesitant drops Of rain drenched her muslin robe. She was fra......Read the rest...

...Three day's journey from Coachella to Paradise, felt like adding beauty to my day, and you did. Pretty painted toes peek from muslin wool socks, all your nametag revealed: Hello, my name is... ......Read the rest...

...Tremble at this door child but do not come in yelled the Quent she an ogress at the end of her wits wearing muslin and flint was only looking for a King who could love her as she was ......Read the rest...

...Now search the song of roof-making The consolation of a slow day- Romantic body of the Olive Barb in sight Of Bioscope smeared colorful childhood- Is the Cheerful voice. Now in the cataract ......Read the rest...

...With sweet incline her ear is on dawn's arrival even if night reigns by day, she has no rival only the morning contains her birthing vine Her ear is on dawn's arrival with sweet incline' Dolc......Read the rest...

...If I was God I'd be angry with the world I'd be angry with Christians Because I told them How to overcome the world's problems first they were to go out into the world and become fishers of ......Read the rest...

...I am "Black",and I do not blame all of my misfortunes on "The White Man"!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Look in "The Mirror",and realize: and see what you yourself have done to "Help or Hurt" anyone!!!!!!!! ......Read the rest...

...Fruit vendor John was polishing his pomegranates The green piece of clean poplin was kissing warmly He once rubbed the pinkish crust with the soft cloth  Would then look at it with a mild pomegran......Read the rest...