Poems About: TRAVEL
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
241.Sleep and death
The wall between my mind and soul
takes away my might as a whole.
I lay here
lifeless, motionless and still, read more »Srijeeta Manna
242.Desert Of Memories
I am desert, desert of memories,
Like golden artifacts, memories
Precious buried on the sand forever traveling. read more »Nontobeko Dlamini
243.The First Books
Books on travels,
as the world unravels,
with its little nooks, read more »Artchil Daug
How many people pass by them all day long,
As the wind touch their skin to feel cold and warm,
To unknown destination they travel thinking,
They travel to the known destination of working and sleeping, read more »veeraiyah subbulakshmi
245.Red earth, the cannonball
A pogo boy on sticks, would it slip fitter happier a son bit
And what happens, it's my friends that help and care
My friends, that traveled for garbage cans
My friends, which traveled for the birds there who fly read more »Pierre Rausch
I travel the breadth of the night
Searching for a place to lay myself
The trees are without branches
Night rain is in the air read more »Matthias Pantaleon
Traveling far and traveling fast,
going to California at last.
Surprises await, so I must not hesitate,
I’ve seen the Golden bridge with the gate. read more »Suzanna Chevalier
Traveling westerly, tasting nickel coffees and rib-eye steaks.
Enjoying rodeos and ranch rides throughout desert trails and back.
Returning along route 66, silently lurking in a car of yesterday, a chrysler, holding our family, engrossed in the scenery as we traveled together across country from New Jersey to Phoenix, Arizona. read more »RoseAnn V. Shawiak
249.Bridge Lost Gap Years
sometimes travel to far destinations
is drug moments not to be missed...
morph crystallize sleep missed is release
into an entire night's travel possibilities read more »Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
250.Thoughts travel/misli putuju
Thoughts travel even to places where no one is waiting for them
pass by the stations from which nothing ever starts offthoughts travel like sights from human to human
wordlessly full of meaning of a final goal read more »Miroslava Odalovic
Waken you up
To the whiteness all around
Which in purity abounds read more »Sanjay Mehta
Gathering thoughts like leaves on a sidewalk.
Letting them lie there to bring up their own images,
travel their own word-filled journeys.
Running to infinity, sidewalks travel into new horizons read more »RoseAnn V. Shawiak