Nail Poems - Poems about Nail

...Inevitable death defines afterlife I mull mortality thru lens crafted occipital orbs regarding a better future experience sing a space oddity – whar incessant yaks exuding a big hurt emana......Read More

... You say you used to dream but now you’re old and have no more dreams in you? and you say you have no more ***** in the trunk? that life has not been good to you? That your arthritis is too pa......Read More

...I’m not much of an ogre he thought As a chipmunk nibbled his twisted toe nail. Nope, I like my fur fluffed and clean And my nails…well, not painted But neatly buffed and filed. Damn! I hate me......Read More

...Your presence is thick Like honey, dripping and sweet I find myself waiting And hear You beckoning I see You with arms stretched wide Wrapping me in gentle embrace A memory of salvation Rede......Read More

...I am in a hazy headache dreamscape, a valium fog follows me through my life as if i’ve forgotten to eat. I make friends with the woman doing my pedicure (as much as one can make friends with the w......Read More

...At the ball... At this point in the tale, a happy ending should be pending, But readers now are more demanding, And so, I'll tweak a bit the plot. Cinderella made an entrance like aurora boreal......Read More

...A life four score and five short years Of tender hearts and happy tears Memories of yesteryear he's crafted into song Each album paved , a stepping stone The craftsmanship shaped a happy home Th......Read More

... 1 Have you failed in your plan of your storm-tossed life? Place you hand in the nail-scarred hand; Are you weary and worn from its toil and strife? Place your hand in the nai......Read More

...We quench our thirst but always fail, since we’re by fears and desires cursed, the toxins that bring out our worst, that doth tranquility derail, till we drink from the holy grail; soma nectar i......Read More

...The hour of the Lovers The stars became shy The echoes of dreams and happy memories clinging on a rusty nail The contures of Your face faded In the hour of the Lovers everyone is lo......Read More

...Heart, held down by the sun, you ran— But darkened, your thirst be Passed across desert hands, and sands— Cannot do your bleeding in the sea. The burns lay sharp ripples in the lungs— Too scor......Read More

...Sliding another coffin nail out of sky-blue cardboard, lending yet another piece of myself to a stranger. If giving a gift is giving part of yourself you can find me in the lungs of street perfo......Read More

...Planted like a seed, the giant fell from the beanstalk. He left behind his golden eggs and singing harp. It was a faceplant…a belly flop…a real humdinger. The trench went on for miles with no smil......Read More

... Like a deer caught in spotlight by tip of the antler she froze when she saw the upcoming train with a slow motion move like an Austrian landler she ran from the danger, her only ......Read More

...Shadowy silver curls of sweat Beads of pearls along the way Coats of pink nail polish With sparkling silver overlay Easy streets yet broken beats Of concrete noise in an urban throng Of despair......Read More