Overburdened Poems - Poems about Overburdened

...I'm torn in poetry ~ like a fractured syllable scattered across altars of glistening gold, mirroring the maskless faces of those, who once sold their sanctity for sins. Perhaps, the......

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...Life’s Repetition of rinse and repeat: Saga, the odyssey lies And deceit. Juliet’s drowning upon daggers blade in Response to a Romeo’s lethal swallow. The need be not the chasing down of se......

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... Gentle leaves, breathing soft prayers, Praising the One who silences the seas, Sends peace through the flow of winds, Gentle leaves, in hues of hopeful, delicate Gold, mahogany, tan......

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...Government voodoo policies that fan the fangs of poverty to forecast economic growth Are yet unimaginable Like one should go to hell to burn And be there to dream of heaven Is the government......

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... A ship does not sail with yesterday's wind. -Louis L'Amour Melting dusty dreams, swallowed by breathless Poetry who burns through the delicate light, A fiery passion, resilient ......

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...this barren page, screaming, crying yelling through the winds, inviting me to begin again, always, to just begin again and again, tempting my pen tempting me to just begin, begin A G A I N......

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...It comes out of its chamber, Summoned by the evening, It stands on its podium, A lamp for the night, It tells us it’s time to retreat, Rest for a while in the twilight blues, Let go of the burd......

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..."O blessed Java Sparrows mostly, the rare Opals then the plentiful Greys--palm frond squatters, and the ever so oft, Mejiro birds, a.k.a., the "Japanese White-Eyed," chartreuse bodied against......

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...The weeds have sheathed the garden from its care as more nails than wood appear of a house lacking adjectives. A sun liberated from scathing entrapment amongst an overburdened forest whose boughs are......

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... My dishwasher is mine; It serves me well. It makes glassware beam high with prisms of delight: forks sing praises minus grit between their prongs. It combats the scorche......

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...It wasn't all that long ago when covid choked the world with it's grasp. People became anxious, some belligerent, when asked to merely mask. While others stock piled toilet paper to wipe their s......

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...Grain of sand, Why have you come home with me? Why have you left the others? Don’t you feel alone? Oh, I’m fine wherever I find myself. Grain of sand, How do you find a place for yourself a......

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... In depths of solitude, I stand forlorn, With shadow as my sole and steadfast friend. By society shunned, from kinship torn, I ponder on life's edge, its bitter end. Upon the bridge, where tho......

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... "The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart." - Helen Keller Like a slow drawl, sometimes Winter – others, Au......

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...Tradewinds strummed the cocoa nutter's palm fingers the sun crept down to its packed trunk overburdened routes tangled tunnels underground the sun snuck below through the subtropic shaft a sunny......

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