Raw Poems - Poems about Raw

...Abort! This collapsed coping mechanism has left me alamort I was just a shameful conjugal visit And a muse for playing with fire You never questioned me and that's how I know you’re not innocen......Read the rest...

...In the twilight of existence, where shadows whisper secrets to the restless soul, Man seeks to escape himself in myth, weaving tales to hide his truth, By any means at his disposal, he dances on th......Read the rest...

...Under the mystical veil of night, where stars whisper ancient secrets, I feel my failure intensely, as if it were a vital organ, Birthed by merciless gods, growing from the side of my head. You ca......Read the rest...

... The wind cold and cutting, The rain razor sharp, A lonely Willow tree drips sadly on a Bench in the park, The sky dances with flashing lightening, My heart pounds as nature’s power Begins un......Read the rest...

...Under the mystical veil of twilight, I wander through the labyrinth of my restless thoughts, A painter born from chaos, a spirit forged in celestial fire, I am the quintessence of contradictions, ......Read the rest...

...As I sit, I'm in my corner I am healing myself. I am taking little steps to move further. As I sit in my corner Emerging myself in the books to discover As I sit in my corner I'm at peace; let......Read the rest...

...In times where you feel, that life is tangled in distress, Remember, our richest lessons gained are never aquired through success. But through the trials that we bear, Undesired dreams an......Read the rest...

...I feel a choir of raw throats shouting hoarse warnings and then quieting, Leaving a nervous stillness trembling on the lips of the morning, Or riding the scrolling text at the bottom of the TV scre......Read the rest...

...In the  realm of timeless verse and thought, Where poets' dreams and visions wrought, Lies a world of beauty, untold, In the finest poems, hearts unfold. Each crafted line, a work of ar......Read the rest...

...-------- Another streak of blazed discovery tumbles upon this month's vanishing ember, that I gaze at an abandoned coastline washing off this season's tanned mist with August dimming it......Read the rest...

...In the melancholic hour of introspection, where twilight paints the sky with sadness, Religious souls often walk, hand in hand with righteousness, Forsaking the tender embrace of compassion for the......Read the rest...

... I once made a man see stars, read the state of his synthetic, wrinkled suit back to him, I watched as it melted. Served him the world on a mirror— Cracker Barrel plate of desire, he said. ......Read the rest...

...At dawn, the farmers grasp the ploughs, And stroll towards the fields along with bullocks, The bullocks jump up towards the fields after a long rest When the ......Read the rest...

...In the corridors of the modern soul, where echoes of ancient fears still whisper, We run, we chase, we bury ourselves in the clutter of endless pursuits, Like children caught in the thrall of a wil......Read the rest...

...If I be what I’m and stay ever so, My cares and concerns if live a bit low, If painful memories vanish by morn O to wipe out my life’s whispering woes, If I can forget pains like a newborn, ......Read the rest...