Wings Poems - Poems about Wings

... November 29, 2023 _____________________________________ The footfalls are audible in the hall. I can hear scraping against the wall. During that time, I was lying i......Read More

...Beast-like Things with Wings The hour is late But many thoughts I have are stirring Restless, feathered things Flying as far as one can When locked in a cage They long to be free And their i......Read More

...On this cool breezed autumn night twilight The fluttering of butterflies wings glistens Surroundings nature's voices write Seeking speaking honoring confessions ~ Sweeter is the air......Read More

... We sail on the waves of celestial artistry, with being as our compass- magnetic, sensitive to the touch of love's poetic instrumentali......Read More

...So they've upped my medication From 10 mg to 20 mg It's the stuff that's supposed to make... mm... mel... low I almos... uh... almo... almost nodded... offfff! Don't think it's strong eno......Read More

...If it was not for poetry, I would have been lost like a ghost In the dungeon of loneliness And prison of being alone. Where blind hearts are callous and rough, Poetry gave me a shelter Ag......Read More

...It was in my younger years That you took away my heart Just looking for a conquest You tore it all part You. put yourself so far above me No mercy to be found Playing as the victim Finding joy......Read More

... Devouring wings, my drip is dramatic, Flames ignite tongue, buds sting acrobatic. Capsaicin conga line, thrusts are erratic, Spicy-raised roof, heat hitting the attic. A gourmand adventure,......Read More

...Luna’s lovely lyrics lure cosy chrysalis to start to hatch Finally free from captivity beautiful butterflies emerge Their fragile wings unfold and flutter I watch in wonderment as ......Read More

... The old white wooden church, stood tall upon a tree lined mountain. The winding dirt road, lead us up each Sunday morning....Read More

... Soon it will be a cold winter's day, hot chocolate is great for any holiday. I want to go out and play, let's go riding in a sleigh.......Read More

...Wingless Bird I wasn’t taught Reach for the stars I never knew It’s not too far I knew to stop Look both ways And never touch A burning flame Encouragement Was never heard I left the......Read More

... If it wasn't for poetry, where would my creativity play? My ideas would curl up and die a slow death, my mind would melt away....Read More

... The sun starts it's day peeking over the blue horizon, bright lights will shine on the blue sea. What a way to welcome another a new day, <>...Read More

... She stared into the lonely skies, Wings in cobalt sought to chastise, With breathless tears she always tries, Giving esteem to the laughing sunrise. She sat beneath glittering s......Read More