Stories Poems - Poems about Stories

...Paradoxes Are stories with Responses of Disbelief..or a Certain immediate And quiet resonance Which cannot be Explained.. Nevertheless... ......Read the rest...

...In the amalgamation of days, we forge a merciless kingdom, Telling stories of a future where fear and betrayal share a cold kiss. A land of howling blizzards, where the heart freezes to find its pl......Read the rest...

...1st wind, childhood 2nd wind, jobs, career 3rd wind, elder life. ___I___ Many do so wonder... After exhausting what there is in business Politics, l......Read the rest...

... How does a Wallenda fly on a trapeze How does ‘Houdini’ escape with such ease How does a warrior rise from his sickbed Is it courage of the heart or that of the head H......Read the rest...

...I search for my soulmate, a lost echo in time, An unleashed love from the high heavens, deep and infinite, I do not wish to be just a fleeting moment, a passing dream, Nor the whisper of the wind ......Read the rest...

...At the end of the day, I pour my soul into these words, they say, These scars, they tell stories of my past, But they don't define me, they won't last. It's been a journey, finding joy amidst ......Read the rest...

...If love was a book It would be nothing but a messed up tell without A happy ending locked away out of reach from People (children) simply put a secret system is insure from the broken heart t Am ......Read the rest...

...Listen to the sound of my fading link and a dying breath Our poems are more than just words That's the world we live in are more than walls with doors that we need to walk through , Life is a ......Read the rest...

...We never engaged in the pleasure of love-making, they banned us from giving embraces and kisses: how belief shaped the naiveness of our minds... making us fear and keep us from sweet giving! W......Read the rest...

...We never engaged in the pleasure of love-making, they banned us from giving embraces and kisses: how belief shaped the naiveness of our minds... making us fear and keep us from sweet giving! W......Read the rest...

... Now you have gone away, I have not much to say. Remembering sitting on the bay, even when the big clouds were gray. I know you could not stay, what I would give for one more day. You went on......Read the rest...

... I went for my early morning run, just me and my young son. It was to be a lot of fun, then home for a hot cross bun. We waved to Mary's grandson, <>...Read the rest...

... I feel it in the hush of twilight's gentle glow, where spiritual shadows dance in whispers. An intangible force, unseen yet sincere. A magnetism from realms where ego dies. A profound vision ......Read the rest...

...Beauty, a siren song upon the breeze, Whispers to hearts where kindred spirits sigh. Souls, crowned with thorns, yet yearning to appease The world's harsh symphony, with each fractured cry. A......Read the rest...

...Listen to how silence sings in the crypt of the forgotten soul, Each echo, a devotion at the unseen altars of solitude. We, travelers in an indecipherable odyssey, shadows on the walls of the caver......Read the rest...