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Only a reminiscence of the love, the beauty of a feeling shared, A mirthful experience, days of undoubted happiness, Mutual bearing of nature, There when you avouched you would never leave, Those moments when you would hold on so tight,
Did I ever tell you of that time I watched You skinny dipping in Wauconda bay… The moon was full and bright, nothing was Hidden outta sight…I swore someday Somehow in this lifetime I would make You mine… Well and
Though every country in the world has freedom I don’t feel we are very free No, not the richest or the poorest, not anybody Bound by chains we may or may not see No, we haven’t yet escaped slavery, Why,
All leaders are enough capable To remove problems analyzable; They set few goals achievable, And strive to solve snags tangle. Ready to meet challenges triple Without any hurry or hustle. Calm in disasters are as a temple Faith and hope
It erupts and then sublimates in thirst of response from the faraway wholeness of truth. Will not be the same again this life in motion of reverse malignity. Lifting the passage from script to justify the suicidal chair of kingdom.
Well I can see the golden Falcon of Edfu circling Abydos tonight in the shadow of a blue moon, I can feel the cool, cool desert winds walking the three star path of the Jackal back to Giza again pulling
Living someone’s else death? Was that an explicit experiment? Starting with an Adonis to stitch the wounds of angels. An unlikely walk through the tumor of breast, where no milk ejects the ancestory. I hold the words without meaning. It
Everybody was half-naked on the trail of curves. Braindead. Emptied thought. A single vacant look. “Why me? ” I ask. Stay stupid in the crowd. Looking at the moon, indulgent. Plucking the nector from knobs of naked flames. No coming
Every memory of you, every feeling you made me feel, is so very precious and so very real, hidden are my secrets, hidden are my joys, nothing can bring them back so today I avoid, run away, run away that’s
I lay here collecting my thoughts My heart is hurt beyond lost Various moments I feel so alone Although I’m grown my pain deeply desires a home. Look pass my flaws, we all make unhealthy decisions God knows I gave
Let’s not go, let’s not reach anywhere. The toenails have started digging in the earth, to make peace with the distress response of the bruised hunger for transactional surrender. And the surrogate mother will abandon the child for the father
Last night moon was following me discreetly, skirting behind the trees. A white splendor drips, like a dropped coin on poor’s hand. Did you see the blood on roses? The petals were wounded in rain. Casual violence spreads in the
Glowing sea tries to touch the sky, again and again, As I appeal for your love even in inevitable constrain. Endless sea merges with sky far away from the earth, Just like our souls amalgamate with eternal love and mirth.
When you stimulate to be in love. Does thine heart at a chancy verge of ignorance? Secluded in your heart whose name is it? Don’t rely upon the misbelief, That love is blind. It is an outrageous , exotic though
Yes it is dark, and it hurts, I constantly stumble, the pain will not stop, my understanding is blurred, my life was cursed in the womb, cursed by the ordained, my spirit is stirred, I was selected to fail, all
My rhymes now fill with mostly raving words, In lexicon of wonderment and praise Which heart with glowing adjectives affords, Where talks refer to how your charm portrays; No better attributes description holds, Than what admiring eyes could oft bestow
Although we are an Ocean apart you are deep in my heart I think about you every day and dream about you every night in this mansion that overlooks the Lakelands that can sometimes be a lonely place but knowing
Look at the flying creatures, They feed freely, No cash needed nor sweat for gain, Yet you of little faith, Worry belittles your faith in your Creator, It keeps you far from him, like the earth & heaven is, If
It beats a beat A wounded beat You’ve stolen it Without knowing it It cries out loud So very loud if only you would hear it out It craves your presence You’ve found another So it seeks another It wants
Fahrenheit mid twenties on dole skint Saturdays bordered in black and white diamond linoleum. Lost in days. I acridly observe the English countryside on a coffee table pamphlet. My minds unbridled in those munching country lanes. But sometimes it’s Lost,
You’re my personal brand of cocaine, surely you should suppress the suffering and numb the pain. My rose petal lips are engulfed in your kiss of death. I worship at your feet, when I have you, who really needs meth?
Seek illumination from the burning sunrays, Enliven yourself at every phase. Be the one the world comprehends, And keenly dires to blend. Be the guide- create the ride, Trust your flow and set your sails to grow. No looking back,
that time pain called all to seldom all to strange in seasons, reasons of our vain rain seemed as insane. do not ring my dreams while I sleep why step lightly you may awaken nightmares as I stalk time, my
People say love and cough can’t be hidden, That’s how I know why my heartbeats run. I forgot when this loving feeling begun, Seems like just yesterday, hours pass a million. Loving you doesn’t need any reason, Not an illusion
Thump-thump-thump A foggy haze. Moving bodies It feels warm in here. Or is it just me? Darkness. Then light. Pulsating. Excuse me. My bad. Thump-thump-thump Who is that? Squint. Lean against the rail. Look cool. You want another drink? I
Leaping with fearless joy as I begin afresh to dance You are my lover, not happenstance I’m watching and waiting to glean his gaze His winsome articulate amazing ways He’s gloriously giving and infinitely kind When surrendering living, his heart
Evergreen Love never bows – to flowers from vixens. Poised by the warmth of two hearts; fighting gossip with kindness. It walks on trust between two souls- tracked by wolves lost to its fragrance! With honesty, it sheds greedy tendencies-
He did not want anything after the sex and death of a protagonist. Rebuffed and sliced through the body, the onus was left on toxic mix. He died in deprivation, in intensity of hunger and fluidity of thirst. The quartet