Unfindable Poems - Poems about Unfindable

...Looking for the unfindable Unfindable. Is she missed, forgotten, invisible, lost, maybe dead? I tried to find her everywhere. Workplaces, pubs, cemeteries, nights, days, past lives, present life......

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...Find the Love Forever time Endless My Suffering Without the Love Unfindable kind I won't give it Steal this love Lets lives You, me Our kinds ......

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...Twists and Turns.. The story finds Already This Appearing as that.. Amazing..but Me may re-enter Jump on stage Desperate to find Unfindable This.. The saving grace: Desperation too is Alre......

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...The Missing Season 27/07/2020 Whiffs of summery air grow startlingly unfresh Dying like a withering dream yet almost deathless Ruffled by an impasse of a senescent, uncrossable viaduct that ......

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...Trust or mistrust, my heart afflicted with the disease of love, The love that brims the feeling in waves of fluctuation, The affection that soars up in heaven and drills down an abyss, Staying lo......

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...Poetry is bigger than me. Can I say I am among even the thinnest rings rippling out in its trunk from that first moment rhyme began? Perhaps I am a scale of bark, ants running over me carrying cl......

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...At the top of the mountain, is a beautiful fountain You can see beauty for miles, brings forth actual smiles As far as the eye can see, many a mountain and tree The water so clear and cold, turns ......

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...I’m out to reel in the limelight as I rhyme tight with sublime might, filling each line each time without decline as I climb to a blinding height, a magical skill of a mastermind shining bright ......

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...Scientists open many bodies to please the skeptics, like fathers proving there are no monsters hidden beneath the heart's sticky bed. No soul. No ghost. Just organs in metal pans. Serial kill......

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...We lived in the heart of town through which ran a paved road and a railroad track. When a little boy, I had three brothers, eight sisters, and a dog named Jack. There were no child labor laws for us,......

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...There is a friction forging lightening which fires deep down inside of him, with the rumble of thunder it's rising, providing a fresh voracious adrenaline. He forgets that he was frightened, ......

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...I am the un-find-able ...the hidden now But outside the wild winds still blow I know lighter leaves in brighter hues still swirl move and gyrate to the beat of music arms and leaf tips in th......

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