Scrawled Poems - Poems about Scrawled

...I wrote this at the last minute. You know, the minute before, I raced out the door. I scrawled it out until the paper tore. The thoughts I wanted to convey about another hurried, scrambled day.......Read the rest...

...As the autumn of my life approaches, a bit of memory fades, But I still recall very special times from my primary grades. We did things then now considered politically incorrect, Enjoying Valentin......Read the rest...

... In the gritty alleys of city schemes, Life's grumble rides on subway beams. Rhythms clink in the rusty car, Street-wise notes play on sidewalk tar. Concrete cracks hum a tired tune, City pigeo......Read the rest...

...With long sharp noses the blue bloods drew Sword engraved with legal cuts Under the roses the butterflies flew The emperors, they were called Still touched the world in which they were shut Ti......Read the rest...

...TIME TIME TIME Time again; Time again and again; Time the sigil of violence, Time begets silence TIME: 'twas the word was spoken TIME: the li......Read the rest...

...Here is a calligraphy a blue veined script, on the rusty sheen of mortality. Life and death are scrawled everywhere, yet the clear-eyed read eternity: written in-between these. There one see......Read the rest...

...Courage cannot speak for you now When there are ten a penny hangers on All suckling milk from the cow Rivers flood with the cries of veiled fear Grab the last skiff and save yourself They wi......Read the rest...

...mirrors turbulence of mind documents dull daily chores, poured feelings on blank canvas, friend we trust as true . closest buddy in childhood, confidant in teenage years, my excitement, my p......Read the rest...

...Our once solitary pursuits led to a displaced youth, Escaping mundanity for precious new hands, Sucking face behind a homespun kissing booth, Entangled teenagers love only with consume, Candlel......Read the rest...

...Chill confines a diary of absence as September keyholes a papered wall. A smirk tears a face--escapee silence --styles wall with nothingness, dead ends AWOL. A bottle of spent wealt......Read the rest...

...At a truck stop diner outside Atlanta: His face expressionless His mouth mutely slack He sat at his small table watching her as she methodically absent-mindedly splashed dinn......Read the rest...

...From the window of my chic city office, lost in thought, I gaze out. The pedestrians scurry like frenzied ants below, caught up in their bustling state of holiday insanity. In his haste to cross th......Read the rest...

...Pleaded she, topless when in street caught: Equal rights with menfolk I’ve or not? I’ve just done what they do, Not more, nary less new, If men do, so do women feel hot. Oh really, wondered po......Read the rest...

...I still remember how you were there in the dark, holding my bleeding heart. Whilst I wandered, sleepless under soundless spheres. Now I search for your starlit symphony that echoes, a......Read the rest...

...I’ve travelled back in time to meet with William Shakespeare My research turned up something and it’s that that brought me here He was meant to be so clever And I need to find out whether It’s t......Read the rest...