Sours Poems - Poems about Sours

...during battle, as swords swing in mist of time three witches sing Thane of Cawdor and then king shall this be solace that they bring instead a bane upon him is revealed no kin descendants will......Read More

...I was an artistic, floral designer, intoxicated by the sweet-smelling blooms, Like magenta butterfly swarms, at a standstill, intoxicated by floral fumes. Gold days were full of my bloom designs,......Read More

...A nasty cold drizzle settles in soon after dark Turning our street into a dazzling streak, Sparkling like diamonds under a neon spark Now the temperature is dropping, as I speak. Tu......Read More

...Love for him has lessened with the passing time. Agonizing moments shift to fleeting hours. Inner wounds and surface sores are doing fine. Grieve not for days gone by when memory sours. Standing ......Read More

...Once when I was younger, And still had my burning hunger For finding things worth my while And hopes for things to give a smile, I won’t say I was lied to, as much as I was misled When the mea......Read More

...This is not a love poem, nor any petty confession, not a tone-deaf paean of praise for whatever and whomever. This is a faceless man entering your mind; typing, pecking at a keyboard, lifting......Read More

...The Dill, of course, are here now, but I fear the Sour will be coming in about an hour. They’ll arrive with relatives – those Half Sour. Pickles straight from India have come. One’s Lime. The o......Read More

...with your permission my lady i will take my leave has your heart spoken it all do not tarry here do not let quiet pervade it will destroy the silence of love where galaxies meld a thorn in the......Read More

...In the deaf woods of curious willows lies stalwart beliefs of days bygone. Retribution, restitution, resolution resolve, beginning our journey. Blinded by bewares of sours ungifted lost constitu......Read More

...Rum and twenty dollar bills, three parts giddy a quarter numb; Innate desire each one fulfills; Dazed rabbit diving down molehills not at all curious about the outcome, rum and twenty dol......Read More

...I was four years old with a non existent dream Just a lonely kid, tryna fit in And in. between the times when I'm showing up at school I was with my friends, and I'm acting like a fool. My mama ta......Read More

... Why does my soul not conform to the social standards that society and family set before me? As if I was written as a chapter of a different book and thrown amongst the scoffers. Or am I just a ......Read More

...cinnamon drifter i am i observe from afar the world goes slower when time sours the stomach of life i wish i had some white frosting as an odd sort of invisibility shield cinnamon drifter i am ......Read More

...O ye all un-tethered men and women Listening a lot lesser than one-half, Absorbing half of that— (all bull and bluff!), Reacting still as many times as tw......Read More

...Shadows of the morning slip silently Across the coverlet over my bed Some think the wispy image heavenly I think of covering my sleepy head Will fondly sleep another hour instead Sin......Read More