Really Poems - Poems about Really

...The life of pain enters suffering Molds together righteous gain and restructuring Of self love emoting happiness The mistakes create foundational lessons With so many unanswered questions Wha......Read the rest...

...He points out, holding both in his hands. "It doesn't really matter, really, where it lands." "You choose," he smiles, in command. "I would take bland." "Bland?" he looks at me, one eyebrow rai......Read the rest...

...So you couldn't be that unimportant for me, could you? "You know, I loved you in the past, I was so cringe, time flew so fast." I heard him say, as he could rest, After years of trials, he fe......Read the rest...

...Biden ...et al put him in the bullseye but it didn't go quite as planned, His usefulness has finally been laid to rest, The Hyenas are cackling and seeing red. It seems dementia is contagious af......Read the rest...

...Asleep in your life, deep in the dream, When will you wake? It’s not what it seems. Projecting, accusing, constantly afraid; Shunning salvation for the tragic dreams you’ve made. Then, witho......Read the rest...

...A Murder of Crows, A Pantheon of Gods! Monotheism, we’re told, is the way it should be. But the Heavenly Court doesn’t make it agree. Similar to the pantheons of many a belief. All kinds of being......Read the rest...

...Shadows are searching My footprints nowhere May be I am dreaming The dream of somewhere. Let's count with me till ten The dream of a writer, Imagination of a pen I know quite curious you ......Read the rest...

...If I should get punctured, laying leaking Crimson Tide, call me Deacon Blues as I slowly start to die. If they miss me, take it easy. All is as it should be. It's best to cut losses, cut ties, c......Read the rest...

...I never understood the sentiment: “Attention is attention even it's bad” Until now I spill your gearfull hourglasses better than anyone can And you still don't recognize who I am You weren'......Read the rest...

...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...

...I'm drawing the sun on an empty ceiling But I still bring the clouds in my own way You wanted a goddamn college essay But there was nothing else to say She's the tortured soul in all of us ......Read the rest...

...Wandering alone with a heart that’s aching evidence The fences you’re always sitting on, more numerous than my internal injustices Not that I can really talk Choking on all my hypocrisies An......Read the rest...

...He flies towards the fragrance of foxglove Before then buzzing round the borage blue. Seems bumble bee enjoys the fine fragrance. But what does he really want from each bloom? The sweet delight t......Read the rest...

...Zinfandel is a man to me who I see as being fine as wine And at times when we talk words coming out my mouth Are not the same words going through my mind Ok, so he's married, what's that got to ......Read the rest...

..."You know uh, I loved you in the past, I was so cringe back then" I heard him saying, after he could now rest after years. Even though his face spits smiles, I saw his eyes in fearce. "No, but you......Read the rest...