Theirs Poems - Poems about Theirs

..."The Plural Sky and the Temptation of Its Mirrored Eyes" I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi ten......Read the rest...

...what is it its so concerning why am I yearning So Beau I'm sincere To make it clear Let's dance the night away whats more to say tell me what can we do Lover oh Lover I'm in Love with you ......Read the rest...

...Back in the days of yesterday and today, or, traditions and contemporaries ... she came. Ye......Read the rest...

...I know i am not perfect. Who is. I've had ups and downs I have tried to be a good person But have failed at times I've e loved and been loved I have given advice but not always taken my own I look up......Read the rest...

...The Haunting of the Moon She comes when the Moon is heavy With wishes from many a maid Who with passionate longing, Their dreams upon it laid She comes when night is warmest In the time o......Read the rest...

... Colour me perfect in green white and gold, A tricolour heart from the young to the old, A land of giants from the causeway to swift, A tongue silver sharp each Irishman's gift, Born with a......Read the rest...

... Lamarck’s ‘Theory of Use and Disuse’, By giraffes seems subjected to misuse. They learnt the table manners, Eating through gaps of manors. This photo of theirs gets million reviews! ......Read the rest...

... They met beside the water’s edge Drawn by the sound of lapping waves Beneath the gaze of the full moon Attraction blossomed into love. But jealous fate split them apart When out at sea a ragin......Read the rest...

...They met beside the water’s edge Drawn by the sound of lapping waves Beneath the gaze of the full moon Attraction blossomed into love. But jealous fate split them apart When out at sea a raging ......Read the rest...

...Who are the forgotten? Those hidden in the shadows of others. The poor, The broken, The widows, The orphans, Those not wanted by others, Those that are cast aside, Those ov......Read the rest...

..."What sort of world be home to those who goes about judging all souls of what they do be right or wrong and how'd they know of this-and-that be bad or good be alsoooo, true lest they were t......Read the rest...

...Remembering our friendship how we'd talk for hours about any topic family love kids life how it hurt not to hear from one another sending cards pictures letters remember that I remember so ......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time, there was a world, a one-derful world. Before they needed explanations that became their defining moment. Contrasts, and differences that tore them apart. Heaven and Hell are cons......Read the rest...

...Many a pen writes and retreats, Some like politicians play game, Or loiter in lit’rary streets To return just as they once came, Their love for pen little bit lame, And greed for name and fame s......Read the rest...

... Happiness calms like a mother's lullaby. Happiness is fragile like a butterfly. Happiness is the first daffodil in spring. Happiness is listening to a nightingale sing. Happiness is......Read the rest...