Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 7,376 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

5881. Your Tears How They Burn Me 4/11/2010
5882. Your Three Legged Horse Won The Race 12/21/2008
5883. Your Virtue 4/13/2011
5884. Your Why My, ' Priorities 11/8/2010
5885. Your Winding Dream 3/19/2009
5886. Your Winding Stream 12/22/2008
5887. Your Words Unrifled Grace 3/21/2009
5888. Your Writes, .... 4/29/2009
5889. Your, 'Young Girl Today 4/27/2010
5890. You'Re 2/22/2010
5891. You'Re Hot When Your Not 10/7/2009
5892. Yours, ' I Am Not 11/30/2011
5893. Yours, My Closet 10/20/2010
5894. Youth Dressed In Gray 7/23/2011
5895. Z Poo Bate 12/13/2008
5896. Z Poo Conveys 12/12/2008
5897. Z Poo Returns 12/12/2008
5898. Z Poo Ringer Mustache 12/12/2008
5899. Z Poo Singer 12/12/2008
5900. Z Poo Trembles On A String 12/13/2008
5901. Zoo 3/29/2009
5902. 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.

loving ...

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

C*taking Turns *

Short of wind your breath belies
the dragging of your heal in
dust we trust.

Sweat dried sand to face
scoured fresh blush the
wind has made
to know.

Wind lifts my arms to take
from you this gift is
precious so.

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