Tying Poems - Poems about Tying

...It's rare that most would call me a hot head I am usually the coolest cucumber instead I have no tells, so their heads don't swell and I don't get entangled to soon But there is this tall lanky......Read the rest...

...Wrapping the words in silence tying them with a bow Gifting them to my other self waiting still to know Leaving them at the doorstep of one I’d chased so long A thank you note has just arr......Read the rest...

...Right now, I'm sat sideways in a big leather armchair Of a type I'd like to own In a thinking space There's a storm outside But the sun streamed through the windows The dog has rearranged his ......Read the rest...

...There is a million ways to say F+A but none of that matters if you don’t stay engraved on to that tree,my arm,my life forever you will stay in my memory there’s no getting rid of the chill......Read the rest...

...On wings of the sun, dreams melt into the horizon, With hearts that at night hide, binding snares for the stars. Smiles that keep the shade sharpen their fangs in silence, Phantoms dance among bra......Read the rest...

...Have you seen the teapot snail? I heard he has a really small tail He sits on a mushroom most of the day Enjoying his natural life this way He makes no enemies, but has lots of friends They do......Read the rest...

...Tying to decide Feelings I hide I have a hard time here inside These fellows are old They are always cold I try to keep myself calm On my nerves they are not the balm But they need help so I s......Read the rest...

...I have ghosts who live inside me and refuse to move out They tear me apart piece by piece with every passing moment, as I try not to remain silent anymore but my cries are muffled by the shadow chok......Read the rest...

...It was a simple task, sweep the floors and keep the fire going whatever his master was brewing the flame must not go out Tittle thought himself adequate and most confident out he went into the woo......Read the rest...

... In the void of my transitional mind, the aimless scatter-shots of snapshot in kind finding itheir way.through pokes in the brine. Saran wrap bindings of biased memories, invent orys,......Read the rest...

...Go now! I shall stay amidst my woe, My soft heart twitches with affliction. Fleeing condemnation, I will go! A cold man of science; is no show. Obscene as he can be, he hounds. Go now! I shall ......Read the rest...

... I once was a sea lavender star, soaked in sunsets, draping evenings with soft yarns of hydrangea haze ~ before you stole me from those sangria skylines like a windswept wave, and ......Read the rest...

... Journey Journal Page CHANGE By Leon Enriquez Change comes around In a pin-prick poke Sharp as a hard yoke Not much of a joke Off-balance, aground A shaft of light In a piercing w......Read the rest...

...I hate my stupid self for still having hope I hate myself for not yet tying the rope I hate myself for still trying to cope I hate myself for not moving on I hate myself for still being a paw......Read the rest...

...Daddy said he wasn't going to tie my shoes anymore. My brother tied them and said, "Do you want to learn to tie them now?". Tying my own shoes, I proudly walked away, independent ch......Read the rest...