Tell Apart Poems - Poems about Tell Apart

... In the garden of memories, a bloom so divine. A mother's love, an eternal lifeline. Reading the holy book, a melody that dawdles on. She was holy and a saint like persona. Through her Guid......Read the rest...

...I don't have much luck with women Although I've had a few It's not always a pick and choose More of ''He looks doisy he'll do''. They have been as skinny as a lat Or like the cat who got ......Read the rest...

... Written for the contest "Poe in the style of Plath" sponsored by Tom Woody I am a weakling against supremely star-studded skies Where stolen streams of light are not enough for it t......Read the rest...

...When you roll the ball to someone You can never know what happens next Most will roll it back in a game that is pleasant but becomes boring Others might demonstrate how clever they are and show ......Read the rest...

...I ran To escape An evil Year After Year Becoming tired As I could not Out run it So I stopped To face it And die It stripped me Of dignity It humiliated me It mocked me Spat in my fa......Read the rest...

...There go the Sundersons, someone said with a laugh It was Norris, the notoriously crotchety old man giraffe The triplets, riding their bike, a sight to see said a frog. The ostrich twins were irri......Read the rest...

...The mind is the devil, not the heart, when in doctor’s garbs, can’t tell apart, an engaging smile, then the death blow, some died real quick, some very slow. the touch was soft, voice saintly g......Read the rest...

...When a precedent-busting pandemic is palling around the world when its concomitant panic and pain freak out it is your fine figures that are unflinchingly unfurled e'en as proctective gears barel......Read the rest...

...If there was no poetry. . . the flowers all would wither and lose their pretty hues. No songs would we hear playing -neither happy lyrics nor the blues. If there was no poetry. . the birds......Read the rest...

...And if my feet don't find their way, if my hands can no longer grasp what they want, if my ears cannot tell apart the songs on the favourite album and my mind forgets that it used to focus— may......Read the rest...

...Voices from a poets pen Soft ones, loud ones...now and then Speak your tongue, let it be told Let us hear your heart unfold Pen on paper how you feel Then show us all...poet's zeal Told......Read the rest...

...Cult and trend and recalcitrance I'm from the streets and have seen things But this I have to admit is beyond me It's hunting season and they are all in Pontificating politicians demanding penan......Read the rest...

...Lingering Hearts It will start on a golden summer's eve, when you see her playing with her hair. A breeze will blow black locks against her face, and her eyes will raise in bemused surprise.......Read the rest...

...3/1/2016 A drink in my hand on the night that just begin Disillusion from this reality by an unmended heart Where am I ? adrift from festivity enamored by the night Taken by the beauty , draw......Read the rest...

...As I unwind my thoughts to leave behind Darkness and grime that weathered my heart Tangled l lay foetus like, messed up in disarray Hurting, like icecle wedged in my heart frozen my sense denyin......Read the rest...