Poems About: WATER

In this page, poems on / about “water” are listed.

  • 337.
    sinking..

    Down in the water
    By the edge of the river
    where I ponder my life
    just how did I get to this read more »

    DEEP DARK SOUL POET
  • 338.
    I Was Under The Water

    A feeling of being free over came me.
    Like I was flying high above everything.
    I couldnt open my mouth to speak.
    The rush of water filled my ears. read more »

    Rabbit Miller
  • 339.
    Travel Haiku - Thai New Year the Songkran

    Songkran
    water too cleans
    away bad luck read more »

    john tiong chunghoo
  • 340.
    06 Water

    Water, water everywhere;
    But not a single dropp to drink!

    The oceans stretch wide and broad; read more »

    Athul KrishnaA
  • 341.
    At the fountain in the ranges

    Something stirred below the water
    of a pool,
    where a fountain splashes in. read more »

    Gert Strydom
  • 342.
    Thirst

    When i greedily gulped saline water from sea waves,
    fresh centers of thirst got doubly stimulated,
    wild freckles of red rash encompassed my lips,
    tingling sensations vociferously tickled dreary zones read more »

    Nikhil Parekh
  • 343.
    Water

    water the world
    before anything
    else came along read more »

    john tiong chunghoo
  • 344.
    Water runs over

    Pure elements formed into a compound
    Running over blocking others sound
    What should be and who is gonna be
    The one that helps us see read more »

    Shalia Robinson
  • 345.
    Water and Me

    swimming is the like the moon and the sun for me
    the water's smooth fingers of bubbles dance on my summer tanned skin
    the slashes of the water ring in my ear
    the smell of chlorine awakens my soul read more »

    Molly Breadcrumb
  • 346.
    As We Fall

    as we fall into the water
    let us clasp our hands together

    bright day is done, read more »

    gina prettybrowneyes
  • 347.
    The first time

    I was walking in the woods
    I was smelling the fresh and spicy air
    When I was coming to a lake - the water brush like in a circle
    The circle was raising from the clear water - like a statue of water spinning around read more »

    Tekkoo Heinrich
  • 348.
    Water Never Has To Work

    Water never has to work
    He runs as he pleases
    Pours on under winter ice
    when his surface freezes read more »

    Saiom Shriver
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