Undefinable Poems - Poems about Undefinable

...The frustration rises, like bile To fill my chest I feel a knot in my stomach A pit of vipers writhing. The eyes are watching my every move As I feel I can’t do right For doing wrong. I ca......Read the rest...

...from an undefinable centre within searing magnetism radiates outward mind-body balloon stretches to accommodate fiery potency of this surreal divine blissful cold heat with the tenth do......Read the rest...

...he stood … atop another world another … promethean creation ineffable beauty and innovation spread at his feet like a glorious carpet of progress a macrocosm of concept and imagination that ......Read the rest...

...aquamarine horizon with crimson hue, unfolds a sublime picture of dawn, drowns the senses in tender lilac dreams, sways away to......Read the rest...

...Calling am I to you Timeless and undefinable Rarely felt soothing presence Endlessly awaiting my need of you Let me please summon at once All that may be virtuous in me Secretly dispersed wi......Read the rest...

...From blank screen to logorrhea, I write with confused adumbrations Methinks hmm, perhaps I admittedly self plagiarize and quite aware aforementioned amalgamated, conglomerated, fabricated, jer......Read the rest...

...They urge you to chase peace inside. I express what is hidden behind. Implies the presence of that little soul. In a palm-sized place that is hidden from view. Nonetheless, you are......Read the rest...

...The sky is a soft blue and the sea gulls white and dirty gray are flying up over the shops and cafes screezing at the humans and the crows Eyes alert open for dropped chips and chicken/ham bits — dr......Read the rest...

...Love is a dream, even when you’re awake, a fantasy that your heart created. Addicted to its sweet, euphoric ache, you are enchanted and fascinated. Love is a two-edged sword, sharp as a......Read the rest...

...From Blank Screen To Logorrhea, I Write With Confused Adumbrations Methinks hmm, perhaps aforementioned conglomerated eye gripping titled, poem already aired though revisiting said theme downp......Read the rest...

...The Call For as long as I can remember, I have been phoning my mom. Even before leaving home when I was a teenager. Whenever I had good or bad news, it was just natural for me to want to call my m......Read the rest...

...This the Devil Will See! 1960. New to our new neighborhood, I wondered how mom and dad had gotten so rich? For the first single-family home of my life, And I realize only now, of theirs, too! ......Read the rest...

...Solitude not impatiently exhausted remains open to nonviolent solidarity through multiculturing Earth communication, within reflective self and without in active dialogue with nature spirited ......Read the rest...

...The victim weeps constantly she defends herself when she has no need and every plead to her sanity lays rejected in tearful liquidity She cries out her bullying tactic of mental anguish and b......Read the rest...

...I want to burst, boom and die, I always imagine myself in a scenario where I accidentally die. I imagine god too angry to care so he roast me with lightning instead. I imagine drunkards fighting a......Read the rest...