Thin Out Poems - Poems about Thin Out

Oh, What A Tangled Interweb We Weave

Don't like the look of what's going on
seems to you something's wrong
the smell of corruption in the air
look around it's everywhere
can't place the feel of what's happening here
could it be something to fear
the sound of conniving on the wind
a warning call for all thin-skinned
so round and round and round we go
where it stops no one

Thin Notes Huitain

How you moved through me like music,
nervous hands now strum a guitar.
This shy soul connected can pick,
I never could before. It’s bizarre.
These fingers will soon build a scar
that’s filled with the glow of limelight.
The dragonflies are what they are,
a breath of thin notes at midnight.

A THIN LINE

A thin line splits good from evil
between grace and the disgrace
between being the apple of God's eye
or ab ally of the devil.

It’s not etched in stones or scrolls
but marked in choices we make
blurred by thoughts we justify
and truths we’re too afraid to face.

We dress our sins in silence
and wear our virtues out loud
forgetting that heaven

A little lie, like a thin veil covering the truth in the night of crystal

A little lie, like a thin veil covering the truth in the night of crystal,
A little candor, like a moonbeam gently piercing the darkness,
Forgetfulness does not weep, for tears have dried on the cheeks of lost memories,
Folly doesn't hurt, for it remains like a shadow silently slipping through time.
So many falls into temptation happen, like

In the thin air of my thoughts, where obstacles become mountains of time and memories

In the thin air of my thoughts, where obstacles become mountains of time and memories,
Every hurdle jumped seems to break my bones, like branches under the weight of the wind,
Every daily fallen tear turns into silent sighs in the nights of solitude,
Every sin committed haunts my soul like shadows dancing in the moonlight,
And every last

In this tiny corner of random order, where life weaves its thin thread

In this tiny corner of random order, where life weaves its thin thread,
There exists a vast universe of chaos, a sea of darkness and mystery that surrounds us,
All people feel that chaos, a silent presence that shadows the edge of consciousness,
But some hide from it, building invisible walls and refusing to look at it.
These are

The Tin Pan of Woe

The eating of pie before dinner,
It isn’t on point to get thinner.
It’s best to let go
That tin pan of woe,
And be a calorical winner.

Walking a thin line

i don't believe you
i want to but i can't
you're smoke and mirrors

you're on you're off
you're on again
you're here you're gone

you're all attention
when i explode
your minimum is not enough

you don't impress me
you fail at every chance
your minimum will never be enough

put on the spot you make the effort
but empty promises is what i get
convincing at the

A Thin Line

Propped up on willpower strong
Wants and needs in war prolong
Tested far beyond my means
Clinging tight to hopes and dreams

Each day teeters on near collapse
Strength in danger enabling relapse
Endless trials pain and sting
What new battle will tomorrow bring?

Beneath the thin veil of humanity, where the heart flutters like a trapped butterfly

Beneath the thin veil of humanity, where the heart flutters like a trapped butterfly,
Lies the stir of an ancestral cruelty, a seed deeply buried,
In the soil watered by the tears of compassion and the silent blood of struggle,
We are sculpted from the duality of nature, where claw and caress coexist,
Each breath a battle between light

The Long Thin Line

I've been looking all day for a smile.
Seems that laughter's finally out of style.
And up ahead is another empty mile.
I'm not sure that I want a change
But I don't really want to stay the same.
Can I be faithful to both my heart and mind?
Walking the long thin line...

I've been searching for a place to stay.
I

thin fractures

Thoughts can be thin fractures in the order of things.
Sometimes my dorm room seems a sterile sarcophagus, like an accusation, or an interrogation about my romantic choices, with nothing warm or inviting there. Sometimes I’ve just got to get out.

Leong and I decided to go to ‘Toads Place’—a bar right across
the street from campus. Still,

Too Thin

I see your ember devouring the void,
brittle flames thrashing in the black—
a thing of hunger, of flickering edges,
too thin to hold the weight of your fire.

I watch as your heat distorts the air,
turning breath into a shimmer of ruin.
You are light, you are rage—
a blaze that burns but cannot warm.

I stand, still, in the shadows

Skelton Thin

Well tickle me bum and call me Lucy
Got really great news pay attention it's juicy
Seems to lose weight
All you need do is wait
Eventually you'll be skeleton thin quite spooky

Through Thick and Thin

If you accept me as a friend
I will stand by you till the end
You can count on me
when you end up in a sea
of bubbles
and troubles.
I will make you glad
when you are sad.
I will stay by your side 
even when you say goodbye.
We will be thick as thieves
and hide joint tricks up our sleeves. 
We

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