Trespass Poems - Poems about Trespass

Ibrahim saw Abraham try to spit But about the rudeness thought not a bit: Herdsman coarsely attacked with a spittle And it had no meaning or just little, Whereas it was Abraham’s wished battle Against his teeming hundred cattle just placidly grazing on his farmland, For gratitude discharging dung on sand! Ibrahim, the black like burnt kettle, Would, confronted, give a fight...

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The final springing of the year May well decay, anon, I fear; The sun could flaunt its dusk, for then, I've marked my three score years and ten. The morning's fire has lit my days And led astray in many ways. But twilight dun will trespass when I glean my three score years and ten. Yet sadness nil will ill my cheer About the...

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Walk away the hurt Hold against the pain To evaporate See yourself steaming Plumes rise as tears fall The wound you hide Burdens buried Adjourn today's Guilty trespass Solitude Serves just one Embrace more Open New doors Heal written 5-16-2020 'Diminished Hexaverse' Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Emile Pinet...

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There once lived a servant sort of in a way like you and I In bills he couldn't make a dent no matter how hard he'd try He even owed the King and this was his greatest debt of all A very worrisome thing and then he finally received that call He had to repay it all or...

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eyes meet, the intimate adore face to face, lips gently brush desire delivered in the click of a lock hands clutched around your neck the shock, the tightening hold a gripping strength, a slow squeeze the mind dazed, the hunt to breathe hardwired impulse, the raw surging force reaching, touching, clawing a hands grip the steadfast capture, enforcing an iron reap the...

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The journey began shortly after you fell asleep last night Your gentle breathing guiding me into your very being One might think I would find darkness but instead I found light As if you had been expecting my arrival and knew my true meaning I knew not which direction to travel but did follow the beat of your heart Like...

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You have died a thousand deaths since the day you invaded the gentle, passive meadows in which I walk upon. You thrust your evil hand on my pristine petals, eroding the beauty that once lay in your view. You ravaged the garden of peace, and left it a field of complacency. You congratulated yourself for the prisoner of...

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