Recently Added Poems Page #6

Description of Rain

Dripping, dropping, never stopping. Crystal water white as snow.

– by Thomas Baird

Grandma

Over at Grandma's and she's lookin thicc. When she bends over, I'm touchin my dick

– by Barsanuphius

Soul Of The City

The glow of the city was calming sight For all of the love that's there in might When all for the looking was there to be The soul of the city that's there to see When all of your friends are joined as one And aww for the vision is God's best pun

– by Trevor McLeod

Differences

I'm in. You're out. I trust. You doubt. You're here. I'm there. You're you. That's cool. I'm me. No we. We're two.

– by Kim Spivey

The Nichole Keenkaid Affair

This is a tale of an open relationship or a love triangle gone wrong. The story's twist is the case of a mistaken identity that got the police chief's wife murdered by a former secret agent whose girlfriend was cheating on him with the brother of ...

– by Moss M Jacques

Tell Me the Truth

She really didn't like the flowers given to her that night Complaining to a friend, "He never gets it right!" He wore the shirt she gave him, though it made him feel like ten He told someone in his family, "I'll never wear it again....

– by Kim Spivey

Entangled

Not Mentally Disabled Just Emotionally Entangled Entangled in Love and Hate Past and Present Memories and Experiences The Positives and Negatives of Life

– by Sebastian Vai Quinn

Letting Go

God saw that I was lonely, God saw that I was blue, So from the very Heavens God sent me you! I was the first to love you, I was the first to care, thru the years I watched you grow into a man, although you say your life was hard Son I did the bes...

– by Christina Kautzman

Pride

The man the woman alone pride to great too little.we have pride but do we know it dose not feed us or at times happy.Love can bridge the gap. But how many can cross it for pride goeth before a fall.pride stiff and proud alone we are born pride can...

– by Larry Lowry

About the Sky

I once read a koan that said something about seeing the world through the eyes of painters. While I didn’t write it down and forgot who the bodhisattva who wrote it was, the lesson stuck with me so that now when I go for a walk I cannot help but ...

– by Ted J Mallory

I'm So Sorry

I’m so sorry You’re dealing with so much I feel afraid to offer any commentary because I don’t want to risk offending you or say anything that will compound your pain I want to say things to heal or help but I know nothing can and I don’t want a...

– by Ted J Mallory

There are worse problems

I have a brand new pen & a crisp, blank sheet of paper but no picture comes to my imagination My fingers are poised over the keyboard but I have no story to tell Ah, but the sweet West breeze whispers through the leaves of the trees and give...

– by Ted J Mallory

Posession

I promise that tomorrow I will rejoin society tomorrow I will teach and enter grades and discuss pedagogy, lessons and curricula I promise that tomorrow I will lecture about the judicial branch give instructions about content theme and genre tom...

– by Ted J Mallory