Scathed Poems - Poems about Scathed

...Celestial potions brewed in sinister stars Like life lessons learned in deep and dark scars They that cut us deep make us brave They take away our fears of grave Our best friends may lie dee......Read the rest...

...Numb to sun's torture, scathed terrain Syphons cynic's air, ribs poised Statuesque breath stoic barren refrain Skeletal inertia, rhythm devoid Famine implores an aca......Read the rest...

...A face with the bitterest frown, For long years expecting a crown; Now in prickly sweat bathed And A Tongue is scathed … It’s really an awful spectacle, Facing no challenge, no obstacle, As r......Read the rest...

..."The meek and the humble will be elevated to places where the haughty can never ascend even with a ladder. Stay humble in victory and calm in defeat"- by poet far away in ancie......Read the rest...

...Late, the morning glories rise passionate, royal, magenta blooms trumpeting, helloes and goodbyes; novice neophytes falling into lavender blush dream states succumbing to a mellowed change ......Read the rest...

...Friendly pirate wannabe flies his Jolly Roger... while surfing cyber seas today March 2nd, 2021. Actually yours truly quite a literate codger (ah shucks just missed being draft dodger) no not f......Read the rest...

...Your loving heart has turned to ice Frigid and fickle Selfish and self-indulgent The window to its soul no longer recognized Your once-healing journey has been surrendered Frozen and forgott......Read the rest...

...Somewhere between your hollow sight, I danced in the sparks. And only in your peripheral sight, will I become an apparition of our solemn song and it's rite. By now my feet are too scathed. ......Read the rest...

...Maybe the wind blows to search for lost clouds Maybe the stars shine to hunt for the sun Maybe we laugh to gasp in some air To let our soul dance blissful and bare Maybe the waves come looking ......Read the rest...

...Decades of art, and some as oil paintings, whereat, had most work made in just the last two years. Persuades the heart, of similar taste, seems, fair that, Van Gogh's work may be the ......Read the rest...

...PROLOGUE: For what's in a name, That Shakespeare untamed, A lyric gained fame, But when it became, A different ball game, For one who's insane. Yet if twin Yanks say 'Gogh' , 'tis equivale......Read the rest...

...How happy can one be? Ofentimes, I wonder aloud, Taking advantage of my creative licence. Let me explain - The filth I encounter in this city: Stinking garbage hills along the sidewalks, Bloody......Read the rest...

...Looking through old posts and being reminded of the despair I was feeling a few years ago... Posts about suicide Posts about self harm Posts about never feeling worthy Posts about not wanting to......Read the rest...

...Mine ne'er to be, yet mine always; Laura, spirit of dawn. Darkest night Cannot hide thee nor obscure thy rays. Though Black Death hath by his temporal right Claimed thee, dost thou, my love ,......Read the rest...

...My feelings are in express Of the unfathomed inside myself I find that I am in pain Of a friendless battle alone Lost I seem to wander Going from one spot to another But I am not emotionless I......Read the rest...