Those Poems - Poems about Those

...If those buried beneath us could rise today, would they run to any patch of sunlight, make snow angels, heap-up snowmen, stick blackened bones into white bodies? Would they fashion a bright face......Read More

... Not everyone ages well, those who do are lucky and few; As for the rest of us expect to look like hell. ......Read More

..."Aequum et bonum", Latin for "what is right and just. Laws are the pillars of civilizations, They underlie great cultures And shore up great states and nations. But laws are only as good as the......Read More

...Awakened At Last, Newborn Soul Sails New Seas Hearing call of Father, Son and Holy Spirit Angels in tune singing, beauty can you hear it A melody that soothes heart, body and ones' soul Relievi......Read More

...A certain thirty-nine-year-old man who is blatantly Pro-Life Never thought it worthwhile to take for himself the wife Confessed to me that he has ten children by the same woman He has ......Read More

...I overthink too much Might be my curse All it does is cause pain And not the pain you ignore The pain that swallows you whole Without leaving a mark For it causes you to question all Not j......Read More

...Good morning I said to myself as I lazily looked out of my bunker’s door , Between the trees I could see The sky was grey -which suited the mood of those who had chosen the path to stay in the city ......Read More

...I took the longer way around I discovered the elongated path I have gone through the mystery of life I have seen those things that bring about doubt I scaled the walls meant for me I also encoun......Read More

...Advice to your younger generation please Make your voices be heard with actions Each passing day hope grows with you all Remember this day you make a promise I chose to live in a nation united an......Read More

...Well as I hinder my own history Looking back through the lens of the destroyed me Poetry went from an outlook of youth and became a vessel of pain Holding memories I live in to escape my trut......Read More

...Well as I hinder my own history Looking back through the lens of the destroyed me Poetry went from an outlook of youth and became a vessel of pain Holding memories I live in to escape my trut......Read More

... How do you thank someone you never met a person who leaves you a generous gift without even saying a single word How can one repay such a gift except, with another gift, My o......Read More

...Goodness, I nearly lost my balance on the spiral seashells and broken sea stone chipping matrix. My quaint obsession with marine life and that skyline paradox blossoming so tantalisingly, might be ......Read More

...Hilda my partner turned in her bed as the early morning train hurtled by at breakneck speed sending tremors round our dwelling. Those long flowing tresses embrace the shafts of first light so enthus......Read More

...I was stranded in the light Walking on on fertile grounds With each step that I've taken I find myself ostracized Casting off my imaginations I looked up into the skies And I ......Read More