Unfinished Poems - Poems about Unfinished

...There’s a story untold, A mystery to unfold. Even in her unfinished state, Her beauty will forever captivate. Da Vinci’s hand has started the task, Her delicate face, unable to mask. His......Read the rest...

... Some express their pain, some sacrifice it for others, only poets turn it into poetry - (my quote) Only poets can turn words into poems, so those who are not poetic can feel them in a beauti......Read the rest...

...It has been said: That if, just one person remembers, your life after you are gone, then you may still be forced to walk this earth tied to a false memory. My prayer, is to be entirely forgotte......Read the rest...

...Stunning silver moon of lambent light I see, each night you listen to my fervent plea... You must wonder when will my sorrow end. On your indulgent patience I've come to depend. I wat......Read the rest...

...My dad built a house on a hill. How exciting to climb to the tippy-top then look down upon the roof, and dog home, the bean garden, and to sled the slope in Winter white. eyes delirious dazzled, ......Read the rest...

... Knives The don’t chop so why does that Stick to the Point me See if you write ing are you writing ing See the one thing I have never seen a zebra Crossing back to your My 13 hearts sealed......Read the rest...

...To W.B. Yeats There is something to my life that cannot be described as "lonely". But a forgotten detail in a missing puzzle piece. The secondary woman in the background For she lets t......Read the rest...

...When you stood on the bridge He along stood firmly by your side. When you almost fell off the edge That courage he never tried to hide. With his artful kind and peaceful mind The Portrait b......Read the rest...

... Before my paint dries, I want to see the art; The art of my life, The art of my heart, The art of me And the unfinished art being done. Before my ink spills over, I want to read the words......Read the rest...

...Collosus of Dionysis No tickets need be purchased to adore you slumbering under the sultry sun, your unfinished body of Naxian marble dormant, in an ancient quarry. It is a quiet hike to wo......Read the rest...

...RED SEA At the mouth I lay splayed blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink mud of my anus, ink of my sacred septum white flags drench......Read the rest...

... punctuation walks on eggshells when words like water falls flow into nothingness, soaked in syrupy syllables behind veiled vowels assonance is the t......Read the rest...

... How endearing the innocence of life was, When blissfully it started, with a blank canvas, Cherishing in mother’s love and warmth, Happy as can be, cuddled in loving arms, Flaunting vigor of ado......Read the rest...

...My favourite song years ago was a play on words. Just one word was emphasized. Every other thing said in the song arrived at that word. There was a chorus, two verses, and a bridge. Sim......Read the rest...

...Flashing dusty lamp The termite hill, damp Cleft of a mountain unfinished Its cliffs as though diminished. Dewdrops decorating the window The modest moonbeam show Philodendron Birkin Ancient w......Read the rest...