Unowned Poems - Poems about Unowned

... Shadows linger like tendrils in my mind Nobody escapes the fingers of death Rooted in your soul, planted in your being Seeing is not always believing, it's deceiving Captured like a picture,......

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...My heart enfolded the hued horizon of dazzling dawn, the yearning brush soaked the sunburst colors, painted a Monet garden blooming with my love, unfurled the facsimile of your floral face......

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...After they have taken everything you still have a stray, unowned patch of sunlight finding its way in and spending a little of its time keeping you company, playing around your feet. The thi......

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...He runs around Cleaning up her mess Secretly wishing her To let down her dress ...and stand She follows him to death Making him pay Holding her heart While he prays ...to god They submi......

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...Tom is stealthy and sneaky He feeds first and ferociously It may be his only meal for a day or two He likes this porch; people leave out kibble For their spoiled prissy stuck up feline She is a ......

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...My journey is no longer mine Owned by Deceptive roads deceitful milestones And friends who turned enemies Also enemies who never became friends After so much of living Even death is unreachable......

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...Petal of limpid life veils the naked eye, shadow and spoil refrains the question ideal; asking not within, without --- dark night shines, while day grins --- The answer unowned, u......

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...b>Time Management and the Art of Throwing Alarm Clocks by Lemuel Griffiths March, 2,017 Apparently, there's a God damned dog out there - according to my neighbour, And his wife, Thelma, needs ......

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...B52s above the Aleutians? It never was a Red Dread global mission. Fidel was just Galician patrician, and Ho and Mao were scholarly Confucians. They wore those uniforms like horsehair vests, t......

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...Today we honor those who paid our price of violence to protect us from each Other's mono-colonizing excesses, we remember deep respect for those who have done their best when this was too often no......

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...All we eat is elk meat, boiled elk, roasted elk, elk jerky sometimes fried elk if we get bear or whale oil, oh, and sometimes elk soup, for four months we've subsisted exclusively on elk except f......

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...Three words comprise the frame my son last made: his soft "Hey, dad" to greet me on the phone, his single, loving "Papa" with our last embrace-- and in between?...just Mark, the man to fill a thousan......

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...Three words comprise the frame my son last made: his soft "Hey, dad" to greet me on the phone, his single, loving "Papa" with our last embrace— and in between?.....just Mark, the man to fill a thous......

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...Played into this, was anything ever felt that meant. Betrayed since beginning, layed in ur tracks is how it went. Spending these moments, were never spent, its meaningless. Backwords, background, let......

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... Messages from my brain Fill the pages of my thought stream And if again I guess myself A renaissance, I'm over doubt What's better than loving life Can't bring me down without a knife Come ......

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