Poems About: BALLAD

The foreshadowing feeling in my ominous intellect initiates a multifarious Ballad.
The Ballad stands eagerly thru me.
The Ballad subsists within every solitary pore of my physique.
The Ballad streams via the stratum's of my temple. read more »

I walk carelessly down the dark road
My heavy black boots constantly clicking
Clicking on the cold cement
My long black and velvet Trench coat read more »

And from the graves, where names were carved in
stone, came a mournful Ballad, of life gone by.

A Ballad sang by mothers, whose children left behind, read more »

This is the ballad of the black slave,
Who has been beaten and disgraced,
Who has been called the n-word and negro,
Who has received no pay. read more »

(The music plays, the stage is lit, the crowd come in and a man starts to sing)
Hush goes the crowd,
While I sing this sad love ballad,
The story of my heart, read more »

I yearn to be free,
But there is something inside,
Something dreadful is holding me,
The beast and monster to me has cried, read more »

This is a ballad for the good times
So put a battery in your leg
Put a rock beat over anything
Get it stuck there in your head read more »

A Ballad

I'm not a ballad!
I'm a haiku, stupid fool! read more »

Repeat that, repeat,
Cuckoo, bird, and open ear wells, heart-springs, delightfully sweet,
With a ballad, with a ballad, a rebound
Off trundled timber and scoops of the hillside ground, hollow hollow hollow ground: read more »

'(Craving from one place to another
For a false death with feathered life) '
Written in a paper-
A cushioned pigeon read more »

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Standing on one side of the bridge
You on the other
Burned at both ends
of the times we spent with one another read more »