Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 31,932 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Is It Poetry Poems

6481. Your River Of Life 12/15/2008
6482. Your Room Of Courts 1 11/23/2009
6483. Your Rules Of My Pain... 4/25/2009
6484. Your Shadow Will I Keep 3/16/2009
6485. Your Shame 4/27/2010
6486. Your String Of It's Prose 6/3/2009
6487. Your Tears How They Burn Me 4/11/2010
6488. Your Three Legged Horse Won The Race 12/21/2008
6489. Your Virtue 4/13/2011
6490. Your Why My, ' Priorities 11/8/2010
6491. Your Winding Dream 3/19/2009
6492. Your Winding Stream 12/22/2008
6493. Your Words Unrifled Grace 3/21/2009
6494. Your Writes, .... 4/29/2009
6495. Your, 'Young Girl Today 4/27/2010
6496. You'Re 2/22/2010
6497. You'Re Hot When Your Not 10/7/2009
6498. Yours, ' I Am Not 11/30/2011
6499. Yours, My Closet 10/20/2010
6500. Youth And Love 12/28/2016
6501. Youth Dressed In Gray 7/23/2011
6502. Z Poo Bate 12/13/2008
6503. Z Poo Conveys 12/12/2008
6504. Z Poo Returns 12/12/2008
6505. Z Poo Ringer Mustache 12/12/2008
6506. Z Poo Singer 12/12/2008
6507. Z Poo Trembles On A String 12/13/2008
6508. Zoo 3/29/2009
6509. فقدت داخل القرآن الكريم الخاص بك 1/19/2014
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.

loving ...

Read the full of ...................She Is Afraid, He Is Tired..

Lid To My Box *

Round beveled square to a frame
bearing hues fading of dreams
maker in such crafted long ago
for whom but a guess many
names but few for the
wearer of the seal meant for me
not for you.

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