Tugging Poems - Poems about Tugging

... My brain and my heart are submissive to ADHD, I’m not sure what version of this is really me, I’m knocking on the door and there’s five of them, All of which are made of the same tree, I can’t ......Read the rest...

...Whether I whisper or shout, no one listens, for my words and cries fall in vain. Like a dried leaf from a tree, no one cares if it lands at the bottom of the sea. Everyone reacts to the smile, but ......Read the rest...

...Oh, March, You vagabond of trumpet gales Swirling city trash ‘round tipping cans Tugging At fully outstretched flags Ruffling Robin feathers Jousting with Jonquils Elevating A hungry hawk H......Read the rest...

... I cross the Ether, Riding Dragons towards Possibilities Drifting the Expanse of Infinity, Crushing Thresholds with the Cosmic Mind DESTINED! All in due time, Tugging Chords Of The Great Pe......Read the rest...

...A snaking mouth sloughs two spines, the rattle of small vertebrae and delicate teeth. A woman learns to ride them, feels the trombone slide of a dragon’s tail. A man lifts tugging fingers, ......Read the rest...

... Lidar uncovers what is beneath. Liars reveal their teeth. Whores ride a Beast. Super Bowl Halftime Show Fleecing Theme; "pRINCESS conjures up demons, for her grammy (Lili......Read the rest...

...Beyond the wave-sacked pebbles lie the pockmarked dunes, sea-wind swept heaps, burrowed by the claws of scaly thrashers. Here they huddle, the working class, flogging grim pleasures, wolfing ......Read the rest...

...can you tell me? do eyelids rest when closed - or does effort increase? it all feels spring loaded to me as I sit here, I don't want the answer to that no - let us set that aside where do w......Read the rest...

...Forced diversity has led to a compacted social sedimentation. Another flavor of oppression...for everybody.... this time around. There's a heavy undercurrent of resentment and hatefulness. Tugging......Read the rest...

...I'm fighting sleep. Struggling against it tugging at me trying to kidnap my mind, unless maybe I could dream of her that would make it easier for me to give in close my eyes and let ......Read the rest...

...This can not be why I'm here My future used to look so clear With high hopes of happiness Somehow these high hopes are less Than I planned so long ago Where did my bright future go There is no ......Read the rest...

...My pain doesn’t decorate me like precious gems It’s a raggedy noose around my neck That I can’t stop tugging My scars aren’t displayed as badges of honour They’re fetid rotted wounds That I wo......Read the rest...

...The cold stairs, the cold, hard, stairs, the cold, hard concrete stairs, the cold, hard, concrete, piss-stained stairs. He climbs, climbs to the stars, the cold, hard stars, climbs to the sta......Read the rest...

... The wind, a conductor of memories past, whispers of boostalgia, in each gust it casts, every play by play, blow by blow, moves us in the direction of refinement, victory, g......Read the rest...

...If I die tonight Who will realize that I am gone? If I part from the only world I know Who will hear my dying song? When I choose to take that jump Off of the ledge that leads to eternity Wi......Read the rest...