Scent Poems - Poems about Scent

..."My Father Land": My father land, a place so dear Where memories linger, and love appears A soil that nourished, a sky that smiled Where my roots run deep, my heart beguiled In every breeze,......Read the rest...

... I told them I'm tired now time stands still a casual acquaintance without breaths death is not gracious just an unfaithful companion sorrowful sombre soul slumbers bound to u......Read the rest...

...Young Annabelle Lee went off to see if she could find some posies in her pretty dress, hair in a mess, and little pink bare toesies. But every boy that she did meet from Tom to Dick to Harry ......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...

.... the scent spirited each morsel tongue unto maw rich az yourn woman......Read the rest...

...Your eyelids close when you're wrapped around me What are they painting behind the canvas? That mine see; A portrait of a tortured soul released by you affectionately? I'd draw myself in, ......Read the rest...

...It's shadowed in darkness, growling like a hound Creeping about, whispering as it slithers around Begging for attention, for it desires to be found Silence is loud when its echoes conti......Read the rest...

... when we’re placed in life’s test facing tough alternatives that dilemma heaves we are blest good discernment wisdom asked with faith in God sieves best’s scent our fate with God ......Read the rest...

...I walked in to the four bed rooms, four baths of my daughter’s house with big living room, dining room, washing room, back and front yards, master bedroom with bath and walk-in closets. Painted......Read the rest...

...Ah! All fades away, nothing remains... but carved names into cold stones! The scent of evening's kisses, the touch of trembling hands also drift away into pretty sunsets! Intertwined soul......Read the rest...

...black scorpions mate snakes sneak in sensing the scent --- flowerbed lies dead ......Read the rest...

...In the twilight of a crystalline night, under the rounded silence of moonlight, my thoughts flow like a river struggling within the banks of a poet's heart – they become an endless stream of melanc......Read the rest...

...Sorry jay Townsend Johnson Henry respect your own grandfather Spanish town jamaica be yourself stop trying to impersonate me you are sick twisted you make me vomit your breath your scen......Read the rest...

... In my pretty garden, I see a new blossom. Each morning the flowers, welcome me with their silence. I love to see the swirling butterflies, going in......Read the rest...

...With my emotions varying like tremelo this morning, I reach for my life companion that has been with me since I was eight years old while not physically the same one, it is the one that serves m......Read the rest...