Is It Poetry
Is It Poetry Poems
|6521.||Youth Dressed In Gray||7/23/2011|
|6522.||Z Poo Bate||12/13/2008|
|6523.||Z Poo Conveys||12/12/2008|
|6524.||Z Poo Returns||12/12/2008|
|6525.||Z Poo Ringer Mustache||12/12/2008|
|6526.||Z Poo Singer||12/12/2008|
|6527.||Z Poo Trembles On A String||12/13/2008|
|6529.||فقدت داخل القرآن الكريم الخاص بك||1/19/2014|
...................She Is Afraid, He Is Tired..
She is he,
and he is She.
now lost, loves heart.
the yellow sun.
You once we're two,
and ran around the world.
Inside both heads.
He fell inside loves fire.
his red heart pumping burned
burned ice cold hot.
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.
Face Of The Poor *
Of all our children.
Dirt scuffed face America has some.
Late night Sally Struthers infomercial.
Compassion of the old in their time of need.
Helping in the wide open homeless shelter.
Bread from their mouths for the young.
Picture the views.
You helped to make.
Words stir the pot of no news.