Pages Poems - Poems about Pages

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ cotton candy clouds sky fills with pencil images the pages turn quickly......Read the rest...

...I'm stealing a few moments from Father Time to pen my thoughts on parchment pages. I write of mirth we shared, sweet and sublime, capturing it in recorded history of us for the ages. As twili......Read the rest...

...In cold dark room with cracked leather chairs where dust lies thick on memories old in school days then I dreamed not that your face could I ever forget our days were filled with dr......Read the rest...

..."One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life. The word is love." Sophocles Greek poet Life......Read the rest...

...In halls of time threaded upon the spindle of lingering thought, Youth sheds at dawn like dew entwined on strawberries, Weaving a veil of dreams and hopes, the storm is but a hushed song, The grea......Read the rest...

... "The Stain Crusaders" Plath left the pages long ago and Bacharach’s Blue-on-Blue is an ineffectual softer numb-shade-of-Blue dear green green Anthropocene this m......Read the rest...

...Trapped between the pages that I hope are never turned Caught within a game, who’s rules I never learned Mindful the time is coming, I’ll receive just what I’ve earned I’m ripe with un......Read the rest...

...Covering the flaws and imperfections, They're the heart’s intentions, Outside are prying eyes, Around are curious looks. Twilight sees those recalcitrant flaws, Daylight hides them behind mask......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ as I came across the yellowed card unfolding lost fond memories life pages of my yesterdays yearning for those I miss the lines written there slowly becam......Read the rest...

...I’m writing with pen. Scribbling and doodling. Writing a rough draft. Then an even rougher draft. Falling asleep and knocking coffee all over my pages. Using up my whole notebook. Running to th......Read the rest...

... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......Read the rest...

...3 Rhymed By 3 Unrhymed ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ unearth rough pages ......Read the rest...

...To the lady who sees me as I am, To the lady who sees me as a book, Turning through my pages, Straightening its dog ears, Reading between the lines. To the lady to whom I stand as a mirror, R......Read the rest...

...IN MY 16 YEARS.. They always tell you, Comparison is the thief of joy, I miss those years of innocence where it was just me and my favourite toy, I didn't feel the need to look at other peopl......Read the rest...

... "The Pages" Missing all those years like a page you could turn, a book you could throw casually aside, to be eternally forgotten in electric shady libraries; at som......Read the rest...