Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 5,272 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

5801. Your Rules Of My Pain... 4/25/2009
5802. Your Shadow Will I Keep 3/16/2009
5803. Your Shame 4/27/2010
5804. Your String Of It's Prose 6/3/2009
5805. Your Tears How They Burn Me 4/11/2010
5806. Your Three Legged Horse Won The Race 12/21/2008
5807. Your Virtue 4/13/2011
5808. Your Why My, ' Priorities 11/8/2010
5809. Your Winding Dream 3/19/2009
5810. Your Winding Stream 12/22/2008
5811. Your Words Unrifled Grace 3/21/2009
5812. Your Writes, .... 4/29/2009
5813. Your, 'Young Girl Today 4/27/2010
5814. You'Re 2/22/2010
5815. You'Re Hot When Your Not 10/7/2009
5816. Yours, ' I Am Not 11/30/2011
5817. Yours, My Closet 10/20/2010
5818. Youth Dressed In Gray 7/23/2011
5819. Z Poo Bate 12/13/2008
5820. Z Poo Conveys 12/12/2008
5821. Z Poo Returns 12/12/2008
5822. Z Poo Ringer Mustache 12/12/2008
5823. Z Poo Singer 12/12/2008
5824. Z Poo Trembles On A String 12/13/2008
5825. Zoo 3/29/2009
5826. فقدت داخل القرآن الكريم الخاص بك 1/19/2014
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..

Face Of The Poor *

Of all our children.
Dirt scuffed face America has some.
Late night Sally Struthers infomercial.
Compassion of the old in their time of need.
Helping in the wide open homeless shelter.
Bread from their mouths for the young.
Picture the views.
You helped to make.
Words stir the pot of no news.

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