Shoes Poems - Poems about Shoes

...Love has its bronze. I responded with: "What do you mean? Lukas, talk with me!" He turned around and said: "Time is getting near, but, it's nothing worth to give your all." His tears suddenly fl......Read the rest...

...I sexualize the smoke clouds I anticipate the grief before it grows on me like a hospital bill And there's no telling if I won't or will If I fill the tank with secrets, will you spill? Your m......Read the rest...

...The rest of my life could be. Like getting a package in the mail. It’s shoes and they fit perfectly but I don’t care. The rest of my life could be. Like watching TV. I get a text, I don’t get t......Read the rest...

... Too little too late God said to me in this dream I had about fate So I asked him what did he expect, A goody two shoes a prophet a saint to be something I ain’t Not at all he ......Read the rest...

...She-steed's stunning stellar shiny silver shoes, she showcased so special, Sam, she-steed's sequoia-sized steed shoer, stood smiling, sparkling, starry sequined saddle, such sweetness! ......Read the rest...

... Get rid of the blues Put on those shoes Got no feet Swing your arms to the beat Arms no longer there Lift your face up where heaven shines on y......Read the rest...

...I have lived in many houses, but never at home. The plastic bag in which I kept my belongings faithfully aided me with getting here and there, while facing the unknown. (How does it feel like? ......Read the rest...

...Where were you when the wind starts to blow? Where you when you I created the show, where were you when my hands were stiff, where were you when I got stuck in the ditch? I have been crying for he......Read the rest...

...oh my oh me my fight with a bee I was twelve and naïve bee’s name was Jeeve. stepped on him barefoot instant pain as he stayed put drilling into my heel I was his angry meal yes, Jeeve wo......Read the rest...

...The machine keeps rolling things down the line at me: old shoes, fallen men, failed dreams. The machine keeps telling the same stories and when I lose interest it screams at me. The machine kee......Read the rest...

...This poem is penned to my sartorial self, about wardrobe clothes on the rail or the shelf, replica football shirts, too tight, too small, threadbare cord trousers, I don’t wear at all, now for re......Read the rest...

...By Frank Lilpoeta Fernandez This Poem is basically the finale to Human emotion series To be Honest To put on a full armor of a clown It’s not easy Because to be Honest Each comedian that ......Read the rest...

...Why don’t you tell the people the truth about the problems of their youth? Why don’t you tell the people the truth of how the system has changed, and their life will never be the same. You have creat......Read the rest...

...I'm just sitting here by the shore just singing the blues in my old shoes Lord I'm just sitting here by that shore just singing blues in my old shoes I'm just sitting here by the ba......Read the rest...

...Well it's taken a wretched amount... out of time I'm pretty sure I lost myself and I lost my mind It's like time to nothings was given Nothing was needed but my living room and my cell phone I......Read the rest...