Tear Up Poems - Poems about Tear Up

...In the halls of my mind I walk as I ponder, Over things that trouble me, big and small, Over things that tear me asunder; As though I was made for this toll. And I burn and melt and boil with t......Read the rest...

...Springy my thoughts of bunny hops, wiggles of sunflowers in zephyr sweep. The seeds, of dust to dust, burst forth in strong giggles. The progeny of life does pluck grief’s weeds. Suppose, the s......Read the rest...

...Her spring returns to me, in death, I shed a tear, alone, for the weeping blossoms, in the knowledge a moon will rise again, before the rhythm of her breath, turns out to be my own. ......Read the rest...

...Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening strings its somber beads, The echo of a twilight stifles discreetly on the plain bound for eternal crossing; Floating, floating over the velvet of d......Read the rest...

...You saying in sudden:,,Everything's alright, no stress", in a comforting setting for every person being in surround. Rarely thing you know, so don't ......Read the rest...

...Ephesians 1:7 (KJV) “In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace;” A song played. Melody, rhythms of beautiful, The tune was wrong......Read the rest...

... “Some Other Poet, White Iris” When I look in the mirror what do I see? I question existential questions and fiction, my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me, ......Read the rest...

... Written: May 2nd, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Quixotic quest quiddity As dusk sapidity emerges,  Casting a shadow  Weeping waves smash  in foamy scatters;......Read the rest...

...She, that came into my life To be my wife. Yes that is spoken for the future She, whose blood runs in my veins Whose emotions I sense with my guts. She, whose heart desires float in my brains ......Read the rest...

... Love is not blind but because of it’s unpredictability and it’s elusiveness It can, at times, be a little difficult to see. Other times, however, it is as palpable as can be We can feel it in ou......Read the rest...

...(FICTION, PLEASE. It is easy for me to write in the first person, but nearly all my poems are fiction. Please don't attribute this poem to me. I loved my wife to distraction. For ten years she......Read the rest...

...I deserve it at this point, I see it coming every time. I know your promises are hollow, and your love riddled with lies. I've stayed this long just hoping (that) maybe one day things could......Read the rest...

...A belief is a belief Stipulations of the unseen Catch your breathing A tear is a salty water Releasement of the pain Memories are flooding in Should be done, Originality is meant to be ori......Read the rest...

..."Marionette of Flesh in a Borrowed Dress" - Daniel Henry Rodgers The hourglass, a skeletal jester, mocks in the tomb's chill, Each falling grain an emaciated ......Read the rest...

...Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening beads its somber pearls, An echo of twilight suffocates discreetly across the plain towards eternal passing; It floats, it floats over the velvet bl......Read the rest...