Write Up Poems - Poems about Write Up

April 30—Poem about poetry Why Do I write These poems every day? Why do I spend so much time Writing down these verses That few will ever see? Why do I bother? The only answer is because I must write daily My inner...Read the rest...

As one gets older One often looks back At all the things you did In your life. The good, the bad, and the ugly And we all have those moments Because we are human. And some things you desired But never pursued. For...Read the rest...

The Tortured Poets Department has a writer's division that has to approve every poem before it goes out And my mind is tired of being held hostage A loose-leaf definition of writer's block was once defined by...Read the rest...

Dad writes articles chock-full of stats. Just refer to his latest on rats! Both my brothers, my sis, Mom, and I all say this: We'd prefer sagas starring cute cats. Name now one man but Dad who would say, "Evil...Read the rest...

. I should have said never ending ...Read the rest...

OTETS THE MANY DAYS AND NIGHT YOU LENT ME YOUR DIVINE EAR THROUGH PRAYER DURING HARDSHIP TIMES AND ILLNESS RAISING MY GRANDDAUGHTER KEEPING HER SAFE IN CATHOLIC SCHOOLS IN WISCONSIN OUR LADY OF MOUNT CARMEL...Read the rest...

Race riot I went to a dancing competition, little did I know it was naked dancing by grotesque old people the young in the audience laughed till their faces became a mask of horror, looking  at their future someone pointed at...Read the rest...

Writing is my hobby, like many others do, Just like my lover, who loves someone new. Through the rhythm and rhyme, I ignite. These unspoken feelings, I gently write, In writing poetry, I find my release, It’s like a journey...Read the rest...

“Forgiveness is a funny thing. It warms the heart and cools ...Read the rest...

A little child once hopped round a hoop. The child tried it once and it felt like the best thing. The child went back everyday hopping around the hoop with smiles and no care in the world. Everything...Read the rest...

Your decree has expired You used to force me since I was a teen student You kept forcing me during 16 years of flying You ordered me to get up, to go, to work, To study, to eat,...Read the rest...

Maybe if I tell my story, the memories will dissipate, Maybe the whispers of him will fade as ink cascades from my pen; But I am not sure if it can be put into words, If the shattering...Read the rest...

SPECIAL AGENT ALAN KING FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION CHICAGO FIELD OFFICE I ALWAYS KNEW SOMETHING WAS OFF WITH ALAN I MEAN AFTER ALL HE WAS ACTUALLY WORKING FOR WANNABE MOBSTERS CIRO GARGANO WHO TRULY BELIEVED...Read the rest...

In the heart of the flames, passion ignites Burning brightly with creative might Dancing shadows, swirling high.t Embers of inspiration painting the sky From the ashes of doubt, new art takes flight In the glow of the fire, the soul...Read the rest...

A friend for years a constant Amidst those who come and go ~ ...Read the rest...