Unburied Poems - Poems about Unburied

Dead dreams deserve a burial, But where do I bury them? My peeving heart-It is way too heavy, My disappointed eyes-they are weary, Cherished memories - I really haven’t any, Art isn’t my cup of tea. Nor can I write poetry Neither is my juggled mind ready. Dead dreams deserve a funeral. But how do I mourn them? Bleed my heart or tie a knot, Drink...

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The Winter of Unburied Bodies She never came home she went for a walk never to return the woods took her kept her hidden beneath the snow She was tall and lean she loved to walk always to return from the woods, she took a hidden path one day trampling fallen leaves She was late for breakfast she was late for dinner never to return woodland creatures saw her in the Spring still...

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While volcanoes rehearse to show their teeth lovers shouting from the well of the house wave broken condoms rather than broken trust conflate dissent on self-erasing slates and prove worse than the old oxen long following circuitous ways billowing opposition, discalced defenders they all assert superior dishonesty sell cheap what is most dear or make offences of new affections I carry the tomb of...

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She pounded the last nail into the lid of the coffin The coffin that held her dream She sat there for a while In the silence Thinking of all it had meant What it was meant to be Her dream She threw herself over the coffin And wracked away with sobs The last hopes that lay Buried deep within her Silence No one had come to mourn No...

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I don't know where you came from. But one day you walked up to me, and I couldn't resist your smile, It made me feel free. I instantly took you into my heart. Telling you, from the very start, my story. And whether right or whether wrong, You now share my failures and glory. And isn't it sad that most think twice, before...

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