Returning Poems - Poems about Returning

...I loved you More than you could ever love me I wanted you happy And so I did everything in my power Trying to turn it into reality We are puzzle pieces New, untouched pieces Bound to fit in pe......Read the rest...

...Red cheeks burning, butterflies turning, I saw you beneath my swearing. Heard the yearning: ,,Watch out! He's returning", didn't understood the doubt, didn't wanna know churning after hearing *what ......Read the rest...

...Depression hits in many different ways Some struggle to get up most days Happy people see the sun, feel it's rays Look at us and think it's just a phase I know for me, I feel stuck in a maze A c......Read the rest...

...I stand in solitude I refuse to be the anchor Upon another's neck. I prepared for everything- I thought... But being murdered slowly By life itself? Now that, I did not expect. Time winds ......Read the rest...

...During a bad storm one night I turned on my television Grey and black flickering lines appeared, obscuring my vision I went outside and saw the aerial had bent over but it would have to wait T......Read the rest...

...In morning’s dim light Water says ‘please, let me too, have my rainy day’ Watch... as sprinkling ends Sun turning drops into mist Then, see light sparkling. ___*___ Sun returns, ruling ......Read the rest...

...CRISIS TEAM: HELLO WE ARE HERE TO HELP AGENT BROWN: HELLO I'M AGENT BROWN IN DIRE NEED OF THE FBI HELP AFTER I CONTACTED THE FBI ABOUT THE ARSON MURDERER OF 9 CIRO GARGANO AND HIS ACCOMPLICE ACTUA......Read the rest...

...CRISIS SESSION FBI HUMAN RESOURCE DIVISION NON-REDACTED FBI: HELLO WHAT IS YOUR EMERGENCY AGENT BROWN: HELLO THIS IS AGANT BROWN AND THAT DARK PLACE IS RETURNING AGAIN I AM IN CRISIS AGAIN FB......Read the rest...

...Italia we strolled the country side throughout the villages of Tuscany peeking through stone ways above garden nooks of Lucca catering to the soft and sensual galleries of floral canvases tha......Read the rest...

...I remember feeling so empty the abuse had escalated after four hurricanes witnessing a murder horrific traumatic brain injury I was now uprooted leaving my beautiful home in Fort Myers Florida at the......Read the rest...

...Vampires and Mosquitos, they’re both out for blood each in their own way, one sucks the life out of you and the other just wants a taste But when it pertains to love there is a big difference betwee......Read the rest...

...Every Spring bloom, the rustle of the trees, Winter’s over, I know your work is done. Every bird in flight, every gentle breeze, Springtime is here to refresh everyone. Still glowing b......Read the rest...

...From Nabob of Junagarh, of Nizam— Collecting tax on cotton and the kind, The taxing job having strained of my calm, I’d stayed at a quiet place, though haunted And scary, a lovely place no le......Read the rest...

...In times of old I’ve heard it said, That all roads led to Rome. Now like the beating of distant drums, Our hearts are leading us home. It’s not the things that we possess, That reveals what we......Read the rest...

...Leaving is hard It burns you inside As you leave what you know and behind Nobody wants to leave what they love Nor do they want to let go. When I left, I hugged my friends, Never to see them a......Read the rest...