Serrated Poems - Poems about Serrated

...On April seventh there'll be an anniversary. Not one in which we celebrate with balloons or confetti... sweet cakes, songs or garish parades. It will be 6 serrated months, since terrorist raped ......Read the rest...

... The desolate wasteland of trepidation traversed by my jagged life that strived relentless for so long to smoothen the innate angularities of serrated mind, swirling in the egregious whirl......Read the rest...

... The desolate wasteland of destitute deprivation, traversed in tortuous trail by my jagged life, trying relentless so long, so very hard, to flatten out anguished angularities of......Read the rest...

...Someone asks if my literary work is fiction or reality Engaging and inspiring those to read with affection Expressing my thoughts and feelings through poetry Weaving my spiritual, cultural, or his......Read the rest...

...From the bay of blue hills at the edge of the placid plateau, embraced by the crimson cloud making twilight filigree, flows with fervent ebullience the sparkling stream, cascading in emera......Read the rest...

...No llores por mí Costa Rica Don’t cry for me Costa Rica Me llamo Cabuya de la familia Agave. My name is Cabuya from the Agave family. Yo tengo hojas largas y verdes con forma de espadas denta......Read the rest...

...Sealed tight inside a closed coffin until death flings the lid off, and the serrated scythe softly slashes the caged birds of Epicurus - feathered prey bleeding in silent surrender, painful......Read the rest...

...My crimson scribbles; there is no meaning, there is no feeling, and there will be no healing, not today at least… Horizontal, never vertical for some reason. I cannot explain, though reasoning is ......Read the rest...

...An incessant inebriated insomniac Incarcerated by her own irritable thoughts Serrated skeletons in the closet Are the only friends she's got......Read the rest...

...My teeth are serrated like a scary knife. I can smell blood a mile away on someone’s wife. Just one drop of the salty stuff is all I need….. To entice my taste buds to be on their way full speed.......Read the rest...

...Means you walk with a mute dignity And because the touch has a memory, you can no longer make another one, No sea can reveal to you the joy of its flowing and its every wave is shackled with corps......Read the rest...

...I let my wounds breathe; All wounds inflicted By life's serrated blade. Notwithstanding Degrees of pain; Whether dull or sharp, I l......Read the rest...

...Crabs tip toe along the bottom daintily picking at morsels with their crushing claws. This is an arena for carnivores, creatures made for tearing flesh, or picking carcasses clean with a kiss. ......Read the rest...

..."Two doves in white flying, feathers glow beneath the morning's rainbow colors" By Charles Messina As I looked on the horizon far I saw an assemblage of colors Arching across t......Read the rest...

... "As other spirits sail on music, mine, oh my love, swim on your perfume." Charles Baudelaire "Sometimes you find an old bottle from which the soul returns." Charles Baudelaire "Smell is......Read the rest...