Sea Of Flames Poems - Poems about Sea Of Flames

...My mind is a forest Deep and everlasting A sea of green Hiding the floors below Every passing moment A leaf emerges And with it a new world All in a thought A clock strike, the next ......Read the rest...

...I wish that I could wander, A little further from my course. And I don't mean traveling... A tad bit south or a tad bit north. It would be cool if I could travel... To and fro heaven and to an......Read the rest...

...He came through the crossing of inner light, And denied the Demon Empress her rest, He states, her husband wish to risk (Dark Knight), To reclaim her, though he will lose the test. ......Read the rest...

...Night’s Finality by Brian Cooper While with a therapist one day I did ask for guidance up Above I asked for advice, my mission, or some relief I asked for Him to show me a sign, an answer, or......Read the rest...

...Dear friend, My brain stumbles over white shards of glass that surround bare flesh. The room is dark until I peered into the fiery passion that is in your eyes. It lit up the room with bright l......Read the rest...

...Through the sea of flames I pursue to fulfill this shadow quest of mine, governing my ark recklessly against the winds of mauling doubts, toward you.......Read the rest...

...LEAFWHITE LILIES dreams simmer like a twilight of doves settling upon a sea of flames images bound through fields of ponies sipping little kisses from the moon delicate shadows......Read the rest...

...Hell is Open Doors closed behind them. Inside, malevolent minds lurked. In places only read about. Or knew of. Pedophile pollution was rampant. Vile male figures threw cloaks of prostitutio......Read the rest...

...The fig tree remembers, the countless flowers reaching beyond the iron fence, its petals squeezing through for a touch of greater sun, making them dance as the southern wind deems to prance. ......Read the rest...

...Telling my brother via email that when I was nine years this age My brain was frozen while sniffing paint ? Twas, nineteen sixty-eight... Children showed me how and everyone was doing it on the poo......Read the rest...

...It was my last night Living by the sea as you came walking towards me A French Goddess From all mens dreams Would like to talk Or so it seems No word was spoke You kissed my face My lips, my neck A......Read the rest...

...Whispered on the ashen breeze, in tongues not understood Came the call of broken words, the scent of burning wood Flames danced in unison, in step like a haunting ballet As broken limbs fell on th......Read the rest...

...Tuesday morning, like no other. Another morning working in the mated Goliaths. Harming no one, just doing their job. Droning engines, one then another. Slamming home, ball of fire, Many go fas......Read the rest...