Uncontrolled Poems - Poems about Uncontrolled

...I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future; And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner. I had learnt to talk with the spirits, a......Read the rest...

...Craggy digits deftly scribble Scrambled thoughts Like snowfall on an unwilling canvas Each a unique crystalline flake A random one, a memory, a pain. Some things to remiss, Yet forcefully perv......Read the rest...

...The fruit juice drips momentarily beneath the alter filling the crevices and corner, while the sound of impatient traffic rolls down the street honking horns and disrupting the peace. A strange sound......Read the rest...

...Time ambles on separating each day with uncontrolled grief I was overcome by the pretty all the birds sang to me like a dream, forever searching ......Read the rest...

... A group of students from Japan visiting India - a city so crowded they had never seen! In their blooming minds, everything seems beautiful - loud street-vendors, smell of spicy food, dangers of cr......Read the rest...

...From the moment You met him Til the moment He left me behind You wondered That one is wonky Wayward, away from the norm Isolated, uncontrolled Willful without a cause A free radical Wh......Read the rest...

...The staticky-stars climax under intense blanket of Winter glow. Your spouse can’t see your spirited green eyes that burn slow. The friction of campfire sticks, the satiny slipperiness of moon. F......Read the rest...

... ONE EMPTY HEART ONE SWOLLEN FACE TWO LOVERS DIED NEVER AGAIN TO EMBRACE WE PRAY THEY FIND SOMEONE TO HOLD AS THEY DID ONE ANOTHER LIKE THE BEST STORY EVER TOLD BUT ONE WAS UNSPOKEN THE......Read the rest...

...I was a celebrated, dramatic mime artist, an art developed in ancient Greece; I took folks on flights of imagination, like cushy, butterscotch clouds of fleece. So beloved was this art called re-......Read the rest...

...We spoke loud ripping through layers of insecurities and shadows. Unrecognizable at the reflection of what once was memories to be kept ,we weep. The thought of reviving what we thought would never d......Read the rest...

...As in crystal methamphetamine, the mind becomes cold. Anxiety, paranoia, and schizophrenia Creep in, like snakes and deathstalker scorpions, uncontrolled Are bones, veins, flesh, and blood affecte......Read the rest...

... * Bringing this gem back in the hope Becca Teagan sees it and returns. We wrote this together, a labor of love. The poem ends with a moral lesson that humanity still hasn't learned, sadly. In S......Read the rest...

...kitsch               crowded               streets fast flowing          feathers                pointed feet          jagged               distinctive           yet    unique somethi......Read the rest...

...In the realm of shadows, where secrets reside, A tale unfolds, of joy and pain combined. A burden so heavy, upon thy weary soul, Where once you leaned, now resentment uncontrolled. Oh, life's c......Read the rest...

...The evening party The day of party is quite delicious In a way munching and swallowing Ladies with embellished apparels roaming Making the polished laurels highly jealous We reached the place t......Read the rest...