Short Athwart Poems
Short Athwart Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Athwart by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Athwart by length and keyword.
Gold
ruptures
shining pearl,
splitting ashen
powdered nebula
languidly changing form.
Infused fuchsia wisps unfold
drowsily thread by thread trailing
athwart the resplendent crimson orb
seductively slipping into twilight.
Categories:
athwart, nature,
Form:
Etheree
.
Thus sat I
athwart her boarding
as the train’s whistle
bellowed
I panting
stroking mine beard in
anticipation
mine pen and slip
excited
to cast each her
chary glints
when
CRACK
back mine head
mine consort
her ring baring
jealous
Categories:
athwart, beautiful, corruption,
Form:
Free verse
Nights turning into morning
sun goes down, we come alive
two wounded birds, awaits the dawning
the days of our life
each night, afloat in my sphere
you shoot athwart my dark sky
but life isn’t fair
the reason I cannot fly
some nights you’d appear as the blood-moon
to keep a lonesome me cheerful
and perky like the crescent-moon
then I gawp and feel blissful.
Categories:
athwart, best friend, firework, first love, flying, future,
Form:
Rhyme
Such a immense pain I feel
when i realize that I am not the sun
that illuminates your life ...
Distress even greater when perceive
that your moon has settled
on the darker side
that I don't notice ..
And that we were the same as
disconnected outcasts
floating meaninglessly,
wandering aimlessly,
lost from that love
athwart the spaces ...!
Categories:
athwart, allegory, allusion, cute love, extended metaphor, lost
Form:
Free verse
I tread through my story
Knitting the yellow sheet
I rejoice the dunes heat,
Merely chew beneath my feet
I silhouette the foliage
Aid the weaker
I am transporting drops
Athwart the boiling weather
I am the hero amidst the throng
I shall not heed,
Heed over a car or bike
I shall stay on the street
I am not modern
Nor am I Just Plain
I am the Arabian Saga
I am what’s present in the desert grain
Categories:
athwart, nature
Form:
Couplet
Deada in ashes fallin to lamar cold
Unsing it vanity in time concealed
Like leaveslight winglesssta
Listlessly lain where unburried we wither away
Lull inkfro fettered eternity
I call dull life what it is
Greycoated only dream
Hanging athwart the ending stream until sunset
Totell moreonce the story old
End under streetlamps invisible names in shame
Narrating oursins
Diligently like blackbirds cawing
Sweet nothingican understandin grant.
Categories:
athwart, imagination, on writing and words,
Form:
Free verse
Act One scene one, the curtain drawn,
before the players cross the stage~
A silent script and program gone,
this mute perception to engage~
Fallible form and fancied function,
athwart the stage they come and go~
Delightful dance of grand conjunction,
perfect parts within the show~
Audience to this human plight
and resting in the arms of trust~
See the play with inner sight,
all temporal forms return to dust~
Satprem~
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Categories:
athwart, creation, deep, how i feel, longing, power,
Form:
Rhyme