Sordid Poems - Poems about Sordid

... "Another Better World" These little sins you smoothly skip across the waters of fairweather lives like darkness hidden underneath deadly white lies, like throwin......Read the rest...

...The Haunting of the Moon She comes when the Moon is heavy With wishes from many a maid Who with passionate longing, Their dreams upon it laid She comes when night is warmest In the time o......Read the rest...

...There are so many horrible things I had said and did… So many times I simply went with what God once forbid, There is sadly no ways I can make up for actions so sordid.......Read the rest...

...Peter had to fly, was that just last night? I have attachment issues. I hate saying goodbye - it always makes me cry an embarrassing tear or two. Holidays go so fast relativity’s been proven......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...

... Mystified in the labyrinth of time, dug in the desolate desert of deprivation, one doesn’t discern in the psychic space what in the nebulous abstract notion the rationale of living the mom......Read the rest...

...I believe that each of us lives a predestined life, one that has been arranged and organized for continuity. We are oblivious to such effects as we live out our lives accordingly, as ordered by the p......Read the rest...

... My volatile mind wandered in the terrain of trance, drifted in the draft of reverie on its latticed wings, a lonely bird floated in the sunburst recess of sky, made the fascinating fresco of ......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...

... I was flying beguiled in my seamless sapphire sky, surging storm of agony from nowhere slashed me down. No one ever cared for the injured beleaguered bird that I hided within me clasping the ......Read the rest...

...There is a darkness oily and slick Like a plague in a mind so sick To look at a child and feel allowed anyway To touch break trust enjoy lust and rape There is a sordid kind of soul Who murder......Read the rest...

...I think the patron saints have all been left for dead. The lies have all been said, and payments been arranged. The depositions all went down behind the scenes. The clergy spilled the beans, b......Read the rest...

... When the wayward mind is unsteady, the dislodging thrust of the negative sensitivity, unbound from the righteous roots of sanctified soul, unleashes the base instincts to rush toward the sordi......Read the rest...

... Anyone who’s studied human history from a perspective of age and longevity should not be worried if his view is defective. Even king Solomon knew there was nothing new under the sun. ......Read the rest...

...Behind the mask made of many ears Calla lilies earnestly listen Their canals thirst for morning’s song For the manic moon stared upon us with hollow light transfixed Behind the mask of valley’d ......Read the rest...