Slits Poems - Poems about Slits

...I am Rome conquered, by my vices. Veiled with adorned armours of Caesar. But at nights is haunted with Caesar’s spirit, Which yells ‘There is no such place wherein your solace resides, no one who ......Read the rest...

...Slits of sunlight dappling the lake I run. Even dragonflies buzz about with importance. Against all odds, I'm against all the odds. Glistening listening to love laps. Lush rushes of hot air. A......Read the rest...

...Often I bid angels go at sunset, Often I prefer the kill, Kill of plastic face, Kill of child's toys burning, Burning sleeves, Burning like Paris in my tongue, Tongue fluent in sweet apple, T......Read the rest...

...Ideologies and laws are fences of the boundless world, Invisible enclosures that frame our souls within cold walls, Paths drawn in the dust of time, silent steel labyrinths, For our fragile lives,......Read the rest...

...the lunchbox moment. I can feel the looks of disgust as I make my way to the table, I sit down, others stand up, walk away. kids grimace at the meal I’ve placed in front of myself, “ew” and “wh......Read the rest...

...The heat is blazing underneath the earth and the ocean is polluted with plastic, mud and dirt, the sediment in the sea bed has reach the depth and the sea animals that roam the ocean floor feeds on t......Read the rest...

...She has such a girlie truck, she must be quite a woman. How do you know it’s a woman’s truck? Look at the color. It is Fuchsia. So Fuchsia has to be a woman’s color? Um, yah! He is such a rednec......Read the rest...

...In every apple, an atom resides; in every Adam, an apple abides. So it goes and goes, apples toppling off tables in rhythmic waves, falling through slits, convincing themselves they are......Read the rest...

...The violence is my addiction The pain keeps me lingering It's like my self-diagnosed prescription Every shade of red now I find it triggering. I want to stop it for once and for all But my bod......Read the rest...

...It was one of those nights, Nights where I look at my blood stained blades And observe the art of life that I've sculpted on my body. As i look into the mirror I think of how beautiful all of th......Read the rest...

...The days are long and dangerous For her she makes the best of it Her past was just as arduous A upbringing whose existence most won't admit May a warm breeze bring her soul pe......Read the rest...

...Withered zest of life, and ashes of bleak hope, will have been seeping through the slits of this green heart, For one that was not imbued with love, is meant to forevermore remain dry......Read the rest...

..."Home isn’t where you are from, it is where you find light when all grows dark." ~ Pierce Brown I once lived in a happy home, overflowing with love, but wh......Read the rest...

...Hello my exotic, glorious maiden, By now they all know you are taken. I possessively, poetically, clearly, and eloquently Told them you are promised to me, a sensual, delicately, Known bea......Read the rest...

...Mascara smudged – through the tears I see the rumbling truth being preached By silent prayers, gentling peace… Doubting the whispers of yesterday’s dream, I fall to my knees, murmuring – tender......Read the rest...