Spleen Poems - Poems about Spleen

...Intrusive thoughts inside my head Internal conflict while I lie in bed Visions are getting blurry but louder I'm getting weaker by the hour My body feels like it’s decaying, My hopes and dre......Read More

...As a smokless; human spirit; I yet celebrate' New Zealands move, not to bin it.' The choice To use that nicoteen.. Or not.' Is what We now; are seeing..A drug if types.? Yet not Invasive, unlike......Read More

...You are keeping me on short rations Do you think it can put down my weight Or you could be short on elations Cause its either too early or late When I’m knocking at your window Every time it is......Read More

...Dare not venture outdoors on Halloween There's witches out there who are truly mean They tempt one with brew That looks just like stew But is made from reptile liver and spleen. There......Read More

... spleen of newt tongue of blubber foul things toads eat for supper a potion this fine will strenghten a spine swallow with bread and butter. ......Read More

...The air with tension filled Cries, shouts, so shrill Anger, spleen, venomous rage All this, scourge of the age Into this bleak scene a song of joy insert Smile, shake hands ......Read More

...Beyond the mourning of bereavement Today marks fourth anniversary of tragic deaths an aching breaking heart – mine remembers four extinguished breaths. (dashed – not while riding off in a wh......Read More

...Written: July 28, 2023, No anchor for Rancour Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker _____________________________________________________......Read More

...Anguish in the Rain A dream coming towards true manifestation A scream from the north of my past life commiserations My spleen venting forth through my expressive incantations A green man disto......Read More

...My insides are crying For once they’re not lying And hiding my fears Along with the tears I’ve suppressed and repressed For nigh on a year. At first I was happy, Maybe a little sappy. But......Read More

...The flocks of birds, the herds of sheep The rivulets, pastures all there Weep The boats of hope sank downy deep My country folk nor wake or sleep All mourning, all mourning That promised morn......Read More

...To predict the weather do we need a meteorologist? Not here, although this method by some is dismissed Maybe not so scientific but time tested and long lasting Welcome to the prairies and pig sple......Read More

...Promise me nothing – I’m not interested in your vows Between the farmer and the field Is just another broken plow No backtalk allowed – All discourse now falls short A culture of mellow drama ......Read More

...It looked intently at the moon, to spy on the old haggard thief, With his mean old trick, no treat, he meant to spread poor children's grief. The witch gave the cat a mighty spell that would s......Read More

...Descending October days buzzed on caffeine My house transforms into a living scene Walking past you’ll see it’s quite obscene Ghostly silhouettes dance beside the everg......Read More