Swell Up Poems - Poems about Swell Up

...It's rare that most would call me a hot head I am usually the coolest cucumber instead I have no tells, so their heads don't swell and I don't get entangled to soon But there is this tall lanky......Read the rest...

...The cacophony of headlines spills into homes. Living rooms swell with images of death. Horror hails against insulated windows... A fusillade of destruction and trauma Resonating in a global co......Read the rest...

...In this exciting times, new doors are shaped, Fresh pathways for us to boldly tread. Authority over lions, we will claim, Journeying without fear with full steam. With new perceptions, we will ......Read the rest...

...To taste the word illustrious, you must take your gifts serious; Write until your soul bleeds; Break your most inflexible shell, allow the Muse to shake and swell; Who knows where it all leads? ......Read the rest...

...In the twilight of a symphony's embrace, Where whispers of souls find solace in space, A voice akin to thunder in a storm's eye, Unveils stories of life beneath a starlit sky. Through the caver......Read the rest...

...Headphones cup his ears Like a sanctuary, a secret cave Here he can hide , he is safe Crouching behind the sofa He hears raised voices Muffled shouts, words become clubs His mother is cryi......Read the rest...

...Beneath the churning skies and wrathful sea, A lone man wails into swirling agony. Each crashing wave, a relentless assault, Mirroring the chaos of his inner tumult. Beneath tempestuous heaven......Read the rest...

...Madness I see about me everywhere. I think by now we’re past the Aquarius phase. I want to speak out, but do I dare? So easily offended are folks these days. How much longer will the nonsense s......Read the rest...

... He learned so quickly how to not bring sticks and balls back He seems to think when he puts his head down there should be a bowl beneath it Strained swell into a wells Turning the nail Hamme......Read the rest...

...They say all men need a hero. Mine lived primarily on gorp. So, listen long and listen slow To the sad tale of Oglethorpe. He was bigger than a breadbox, Or a sly pygmy jumbotron, About as cl......Read the rest...

...L-ife was much better long years ago I-nviting life to days in the sun F-un was foremost, watching ourselves grow E-xpecting days and time we'd out-run W-hen years piled on, we began to doubt ......Read the rest...

... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......Read the rest...

...Cleaved from God’s light, we wished to be as He but one day we ate the forbidden fruit, whose toxins caused dread and in heart envy, darkening our luminous soul with soot. Though tempestuous and ......Read the rest...

...That was then when the truth was a lie scorching the bitter tongue of unseen circumstances that crawled on the belly of youthful unrest running toward the darker quarters where Angels left wear......Read the rest...

... O, the perfumed scent of lilac and daffodil You'll never replace the stench of the repulsive local landfill All hail to New Joisey, the Garden State weeds, thorns and......Read the rest...