Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 13,801 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

161. A Noisy Girl No More 7/28/2015
162. A Part In The Part We Play 5/28/2009
163. A Passport 1/10/2010
164. A Patch Of Snow 8/31/2010
165. A Personal Observation 5/7/2016
166. A Piano 5/19/2010
167. A Pink Pill 5/13/2009
168. A Plot, A Monkey 5/12/2009
169. A Poem Can Make You 6/10/2009
170. A Poem Sad 5/17/2010
171. A Pond Kept Hidden 12/21/2008
172. A Prayer 12/13/2009
173. A 'Prayer' 12/12/2009
174. A Prince And Or Her/His A Prison 1/21/2010
175. A Professional Woman 6/12/2009
176. A Pulsar 2/3/2010
177. A Pulse I Feel 5/27/2010
178. A Punks Punk 4/3/2009
179. A Raisin In The Sun 6/22/2009
180. A Red Paper Lantern 9/9/2009
181. A Reflection From Me 8/1/2010
182. A Republic Fear 2/28/2010
183. A Ring When It Stretches 9/12/2011
184. A Ripped Cheap Red Dress 11/1/2011
185. A River - Haiku 5/2/2010
186. A Rose Once It's Picked 12/29/2015
187. A 'Rose' Smells 1/6/2010
188. A Rose Some Color Other 7/16/2009
189. A Sad Poem 1/6/2010
190. A Seal 5/10/2009
191. A Secret Hold 1/9/2011
192. A Secret I Unfold 11/12/2011
193. A Secret Told 1/10/2014
194. A Secret Truth 7/16/2011
195. A Secret Untold 1/10/2010
196. A Secrets Hold 11/4/2009
197. A Ship Of Others 1/2/2010
198. A Short Story About - My Dirty Slut 6/28/2015
199. A Silver Rain 5/5/2011
200. A Simple Concept 11/10/2011
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..

A Single Tear

Eternity made inside to grow
singular shape to know
duct of the salt rolls from
this flesh cured spectrum
emotions all do taste
you grow.

Many are the tears that
formed upon your face.

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