Wrench Poems - Poems about Wrench

...I want to rip my face off. I pinch and poke in hopes of leaving a clean flattened surface. I long for my skin to smooth out. I assure myself I am aware of what I'm doing, and that I will make it righ......Read the rest...

...Beneath the dome of an unforgiving sky, a spring with a leaden heart warms up, Around it, whole worlds gather, with stiffened breaths and glassy stares, Herds move, languidly inside a landscape tor......Read the rest...

...Crystal eyes gleam at the prospect of scintillating sapphire blush gliding films of wonder dilate bliss driven lilac haze spasmodic orbital earth spinning obtuse lumen tangents of night mist ......Read the rest...

...!51+alabaster Bender Biscuit Jab_rightcross Gut Wrench- Fleeing the hold. ah-ooh ah-ooh chopin reversed big chopin told me there it is! referre contact stay out of the action there the ......Read the rest...

... A father and a son were driving down a deserted road when a flat tire put them in a funk. There was a spare tire…but no lug nut wrench or jack inside their trunk. This was long before cell phon......Read the rest...

...Turn it all you can. Love is what the heart makes. Turn,turn,turn that wrench Until it brea......Read the rest...

...On my shoulders, a thought as thin as mist has settled, A silver statue in the night of thoughts, cold and mute. In its marble stubbornness, it stood frozen, Not a strand of hope, not a spar......Read the rest...

... ....When she gets bored of Mr. Slick and wants to have real fun. You win some you lose some Newssome. You abuse some, misuse funds, talk about appropriations, self donations, ina......Read the rest...

...In a hellish nightmare pit, soldiers stand... Along the Western Front's cruel, jagged land, Where blood and tears paint the earth's sad lore, They mourn their fallen with bitter taste, hearts torn......Read the rest...

... In the workshop of my waking hours, I am the maker of my own day, Crafting moments with a DIY attitude, Twisting fate's threads with hands unbound. At 6 AM, I pick up my tools, Coffee ground......Read the rest...

...O Why would you ever run away from Jesus Christ, all because you hate a benevolent God you never even once desired to even know. O He came down from heaven above all because of His matchless love......Read the rest...

...World at times is a spring of mirth And at times a root of melancholiness, Gaiety and ruth are ineluctable quirk of nature Where it leaves no beings unbrushed. Bight trice would shimmer some days......Read the rest...

...If I had to choose would I brave that dark sea waves crashing relentlessly upon me knocking aside the armor I've spent so long meticulously piecing together My heart is a fortress made from c......Read the rest...

...(I) Lust, the colossal burden its jagged edges chisel into my crystalline spine (II) Lo! it appears that fragmentation swamps my fragility, my feet, in mimicry of origami, be......Read the rest...

...(I) Baptism, the fountain where the Father's aqueous embrace wipes my slate clean (II) Conviction, a luminous crown elevated atop my dome, my compass through the labyrinth of creed (I......Read the rest...