Rusted Poems - Poems about Rusted

...In the heart of the country, a veil of mystery and melancholy floats, And threading along the leaf of life, these methods seem a sinister symphony. Open borders, and immigration comes like an under......Read the rest...

...Traitorous tinges were seen in Levi. Did he love Rome? Could patriots ever bear their disloyal citizens? As a tax collector, he's a stranger to his own home. Amidst selfish motives, Matthew had hi......Read the rest...

... The cobalt mind of ancient mariner of the seven seas, the surfing sailor tosses on the waves of youthful life, rolls on the curled crests with the splintered moon, drawn into dark agony trough......Read the rest...

... For decades, motor cars have driven past in haste, eyes not straying far from the highway to where, set back and obscured by scrub, an abandoned farm is slowly succumbing to rot. I catch ......Read the rest...

... Pilgrim Transported to A Sacred Space Weary And Torn but not Folorn To Implore of the Goddess Face to Face A Quiet Place, Comforted In Her Embrace, Her Grace, The Liminal Space, Void of Facad......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, we expect the sun to rise and smile, through hazy hellish clouds carrying vindictive verdicts of venomous vultures, surmising hues of ink to pierce through pores of this bl......Read the rest...

...Adamant Face My mother used to say with an adamant face, "There is a place for everything and for everything a place!” My goodness, this house is a total disgrace" So every Tuesday at quarter pa......Read the rest...

... The migratory mind indomitable, of the spirited surfer possessed, waltzes on waves of life, curled crests climb demented, fling the fractured moon, dark troughs descend......Read the rest...

...City life is blinding me, Loud and clamoring it demands Coaxes me out of my hands Makes it so i cant see. Theres too many trees, All swaying with their own melodies Some mirror my pleas Othe......Read the rest...

...It's about to be the realist it's ever been The gong is struck ringing the beginning of the end All the want to succeed all the desire to win Is being replaced by the final pretend Whatever drea......Read the rest...

...In the rarest quiet of my mind I think about you sweet Angel love... the maelstrom of users and abusers that splashed your wings with blood. Smeared coal dust under your pretty sad eyes rusted ......Read the rest...

...Once upon a silent summer eve, as fine vermilion lines, between bleeding moonlight, swiftly sailed across my darkness and I, sakura springs sang dulcet melodies of a deathless d......Read the rest...

...The world may hold other pretty faces With fiery red hair crowning genius poll They can come from different countries and races But they will all pale in the light of your soul Their splendor i......Read the rest...

...In some future I will voice all that is true, how I swear your eyes glow, and whisper to me. But the nonchalance I show, back turned from view, keeps me a shell, a lock rusted without key. We was......Read the rest...

...2/23/24 It's not in all the books we read Souls put to sea Continual butchery They carry on crookedly Trying to coat the truth with something sugary Some know and don't care others never coul......Read the rest...