T Sweat I Poems - Poems about T Sweat I

...I've toiled in shadows, my hands calloused and worn, Laboring silently, my spirit tattered and torn. For the promise of pennies, I've bent my back low, While the masters of plenty reap what I sow.......Read the rest...

...Is Mc'quarie bank loosing the plot? as it dreams gray digits And attempts in fact a blot.! To remove the lifelines of cheuqe and cash, that bedrock.' Australia this is like a sneak attack.? From su......Read the rest...

...Rejecting someone isn't easy It like breaking a beautiful vase, A vase you created with sweat and tears With laughter and smiles A vase, you have tenderly handled up until now It's like tearing ......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Henry carried his house on his back, He could get up and leave, no need to pack. Although travel was slow For this escargot He traveled alone, made his o......Read the rest...

...Night and day I think about you. You’ve tightly bound the wrists of my self control And grabbed my fevered dreams by the throat. I try to forget what my body knows But it betrays me every time. ......Read the rest...

...Education is a must, So your mind can be robust, Through blood, sweat, and tears, It's the 6 inches between the ears, For the people that give, So you can truly live, The teachers and mentors, ......Read the rest...

...,,Just a nap in noon I'll take", I always say in sudden, Since my eyes have already rotten, and my breath's beat forgotten. My clothes full of cotton, sadly the Fabric foresworn, of all the......Read the rest...

...Sweat bubbles on my skin thinking of you; My breathing quickens, you’re controlling my pulse; If you just scratch me and bite, leave your filthiest mark on me? I’ll follow you and do what y......Read the rest...

...A Buffed Male Body walks along the beach A Female watch Her eyes like a fishnet catch Summer heat warmth in the urges Sweat pouring down the male buffed body If he were to pose, the Female would......Read the rest...

...Here's a story poem about a girl's tragic descent, imbued with dark imagery: A Broken Doll's Lament Tiny fingers, a gap in the wood, a scene etched in fright, A scream ripped from silence, shatter......Read the rest...

...THE STENCH OF INSOMNIA narcoleptic deities in charge of the world are tangled and detangled in the threads of time they are sardonic and bitter and out for revenge alien me......Read the rest...

...A landscape in shadows and an earthy taste on your tongue. The only distance between us is the very air that we breath. Desire grows like some winding vine around my body- feral, unkempt, and as d......Read the rest...

...I watch the days roll by and my vision explodes in the sky, morning and noon is merging in one and my energy is spilling all over the land. Seagulls of assorted colors parade on the shores and big bo......Read the rest...

...Like a pearl falling into the Pacific, he felt lost. His human nature shrank and shattered like an autumn leaf. Blood poured into sweat. Into his core, he was tempest-tossed. Was he weak yet? Did ......Read the rest...

...My voice is filled with broken tremors, As I describe the layers of my pain. Each breath blows out the bitter emptiness, And I hear myself going insane. I interact with demons I battle, And......Read the rest...