Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 4,522 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

361. Along The Feild As We Are Seen 7/6/2013
362. Always 5/11/2013
363. Always Of The Same Mind 5/24/2009
364. Always Your Darkness Inside I See 4/15/2009
365. 'Always, ' 5/11/2013
366. Am I Am 9/1/2011
367. Am I 'What' I Am 12/10/2009
368. Amark Aface Atear 5/26/2009
369. Ambidextrous 4/17/2009
370. Ameri>can Sods Are Sexuality 5/13/2009
371. America 5/3/2011
372. America Radicalized 9/24/2014
373. America, You Had Better Be Afraid 7/27/2013
374. American Blacks And Poor Whites 11/26/2014
375. American Education 3/1/2010
376. American Jobs 5/7/2014
377. American Rule Of Law 11/25/2014
378. American The Post Office 7/24/2013
379. Americans 3/20/2013
380. America's Human Rights Violations 11/17/2014
381. A'Message 5/23/2009
382. Amongst All Of These 12/18/2008
383. Amongst The Flowers 7/18/2011
384. Amongst Them No Longer I Am * 12/8/2008
385. Amouth Of Dreams 12/19/2008
386. Amusing Myself 6/10/2013
387. An Almost Made Up Mind 11/17/2009
388. An Any Thing Word 2/21/2010
389. An Assumption 1/4/2010
390. An Empty Crows Nest 3/5/2010
391. An Hour Is Too Long 6/4/2010
392. An Incalculable Secrecy 1/12/2010
393. An Island In The East 7/29/2011
394. An Observation On, ' Judgement 1/31/2011
395. An Offering Of Peace 5/26/2010
396. An Opinion On This 4/8/2009
397. Anchala 5/15/2010
398. Ancient Man 12/9/2010
399. And 4/2/2010
400. And A Sneak Thief 1/11/2010
Best Poem of Is It Poetry

...................She Is Afraid, He Is Tired..

She is he,
and he is She.
The two,
now lost, loves heart.
And bright,
the yellow sun.

You once we're two,
as one,
and ran around the world.
Inside both heads.

He fell inside loves fire.
And she,
his red heart pumping burned

Both fires,
burned ice cold hot.
Within Her,
light did give U.S. form.

Over shadows love,
swept out black coals.

Your smile, twin lips.
He kissed, both miss.


His face, from that.
Bright coals, still hiss.

Now alone again,
he walks into.

Loves,
loving ...

Read the full of ...................She Is Afraid, He Is Tired..

Wealth And Poverty

Open doors and walls to high sun rise,
his seeds the other sought.
What one wants the other has,
strange Gods some people have.

One has worked his life away,
the other's money made.
Giving out to those to small a father,
mows their hay.

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