Nought Poems - Poems about Nought

...Pregnant with intense distress Fists fly eyes not yet open Break and fight not fully woken Metal to metal, bone to wall Impulse festered in my chest It did not banish, never left Hijacked me wh......Read the rest...

...I guess you've one, In the binary of life. And I have nought. ......Read the rest...

...Politely, thank you for engaging me But transform myself? No, thank you Leap for me, like a bullfrog under a blood moon in the heart of Guatemala Sing for me, like a gilded bird in a Tiffany be......Read the rest...

... then i'm a fish in the water / ......Read the rest...

... Easter egg hunts are proof your child can find things when they really want to. —Unknown Peep, peep, peep, peeping, chirping, tweeting, peeping cheeping wildly, declaring they are......Read the rest...

...A Time to Heal The time has come to move on in life Leaving behind the tears and strife The time has come to start to feel And let all the old wounds heal Put away those fears and lonesome tho......Read the rest...

...War crimes? Swore lies. Thought he was so important. Nought, he was. Gone dormant. Here he lies Near the flies. ......Read the rest...

...There’s a train on the track And it’s not coming back It will plunge far below Nowhere else it can go Up ahead I can see Where the bridge used to be Where the bridge used to be Is a ......Read the rest...

...Half of my heart belongs to you Near or far, we’re one not two As mine beats fast and so is yours Bilocated under the radar of one love’s source. You give me yours when I gave mine Par......Read the rest...

...Am I just a forsaken friend? Am I just a slave? Why, my precious, do you treat your beloved as a knave? Have I spoken hurtful words, and filled your eyes with fire? Why then do treat me harsh......Read the rest...

... As I gaze long, far The Sun leans into the sea Sets water on fire A lone fisherman Paddles through the angry waves Few fish in the can Has nought to take home To his wife, hu......Read the rest...

...On a shattered pebble beach my kernel, becomes this dervish dancing to the maniacal symbol rash tune, of inchoate monsoon grass beat timpani, that’s dimly frowned on by sonic virtuoso, but terms ......Read the rest...

...While attempting going to sleep after midnight... December 27th, 2023, the missus pounded mine posterior (she played paddywhack on me blimey buttucks) not only causing contusion, but flayin......Read the rest...

...If I were sure of this Then would I be in biz But since I cannot say Then my mind is amiss To far from this task stray If I were sure of this Then I would feel such bliss But in conscience n......Read the rest...

...Heat racing, his mind struggles This is now, not then. Whispers of childhood Haunt his every step. This is now, not then. Flashes of memory roll through his mind As a gurney oft rolled him thro......Read the rest...