Detail poems bring the best collection of short and long detail poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great detail rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these detail poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on detail are here for you.
Someone connects a bonsai to elemental peat. Your visual collides a clay bite of water, deepening the bottom of invisible fence. My primrose was waiting for you. Polychromes become volatile. An inventive missile leaves the trace for a predator to
Celestial love, to shine the light from above and Rise against the odds. Excellence of character, not to be ranked along… But yes along the great. Loyal alliance to her majesty, family & friends. Exceptional personalized understanding of all things.
I fell asleep at the wheel of my life In somnolent slumber I slid Cruising on blindly my eyes off the road While I from reality hid Days had no meaning, events left no mark Each breath unconsciously taken Smiling
I’ll give ya till three ta renounce your frightful winning spree to bow out gracefully re: signing your fate to trumpeting ya tail feathers prithee what constitutes your bush whacking foreign policies tomb me equals diddle lee squat and foreign
While my ten fingers are busy forming the letters into words, A thousand thoughts forming in my mind as it creates something to accord. A tons of things to ponder and wonder, A lot of imaginations to expand and discover.
Driving my car across the country, numerous years ago, going to a new place, Changing who I’d know A loud bang broke the boredom and blue smoke filled the air, engine was A ’knocking, a sound beyond compare I rolled
Page 1. the celebrated sailing frog from Montgomery County went a court’n, or so the tale iz toad to a grand ole mansion built around 1910, and e’en ‘pon being razed ~2012 ah no dummy sea worthiness still plainly showed,
Her eyes widened, Not once did I stop to notice that this was the first time These words came from my mouth. Through action yes but never once did I stop to pay attention that I’ve never said it before.
My lipstick a deep shade of burgundy Traced outline of my imprint on the inner most part of your thigh Excites me! Thoughts leave me lingering rolling around in your bed Kisses like footprints of a path to your navel
You’re so good. “your imperfections make you perfect.” you said that to me. is this how family trees begin? I can’t say something that I don’t know I want to know to know everything I want to know if you’ll
You become a chair. A dream sits in you for a graphic detail of pelvis. A trophy? Was it undecorous to present a cadaver walking on the earth? A serial killer wants a plaque on his grave after the verdict.
between my guts and stars, somewhere in the middle when the heavens stands apart my mortal excellence create an exemplar focused on the divine idea the clock spins indicate the hours, pendulum swings can it be eternal? I’m closer to
The walks of life has layers of past Some of my own and some unknown Few conquered truths amassed Many a battles lost and thrown. Scars of wreckage and circle of life Oh, those angel with heavy wings, still flies
half-clad cult of violence boiling their soulmates roasting the foes one by one killed by a ligature they were building the dams to harvest the power from tears fear climbs on your shoulders unburns hydrocarbons a train moves through the
Did you know your tears break my heart? I see the frown beneath that smile Did you know you can’t see from afar? Staying with what surrounds. Just look ahead another mile They don’t know that you hide in your
The ancient church all vintage stone and loved throughout the ages, was now more famous for something strange, and in all the local pages. A large sinkhole all filled with rocks and lots of other rubble, was on the grounds,
Night The night is so strong it pulls you in like a shark into the deep water You can’t just dip your feet in because it cries primordial order Places in your mind are still until darkness is your midnight
If erupts again – the eternal hate of caucuses. A pipe bomb detonates in a gulley. Death glides as a superman like a mutiny in the bowl. Night stumbles against the kissing moon on the shore of waning hope. I
What a world , what an amazingly strange, vicious, painful , wondrous , unfathomable , somewhat magical , sharp edged , self destructive, confused and forgetful world, What an unappreciative, materialistic, selfish ,savage,punch throwing boiled up , yet chlling World
A house mouse squeaks under the heavy wardrobe crumbs are falling from grandpa’s black pipe the ice cream got dry in the compote bowl my clock lags behind with a couple of polar nights not I I didn’t care for
A darling princess named puzzle-o-pia Of puzzles, she had a cornucopia When she solved them, she was in utopia The Queen worried her daughter, would get myopia! Losing her most precious puzzle, this was the little girl’s phobia So she
It was so sweet, so alluring, Mysteriously attractive, seducing. I was mesmerized, so hypnotizing. Your voice truly a heart captivating. The way you sing my favorite song, you are worth listening. The way you gently close your eyes and utter
Let’s look together, in the tight, dark corners. Look in the tough, raw twilight– Once, I thought I found a bed, under a dome of stars. I tried to sleep. The world is always fresh. Everyone is always looking for
You told me lot of stories….. on the field, in the moonlit night. stars above and the moon alone listened to your words, far away, someone is singing a song, song of desire and despair song of departure……. a story
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Oh Life ! I know you are a mystery You don different characters different times You are some times a romantic poem inspiring my heart to rhyme You are also an ocean of sorrow and make me swim against all
Like black birds homing in twilight, to the tree my thoughts make a perfect landing. I lift the silence in sleep. A flying snake enters a pink room. A bullet pierces the heart. No acolytes, I will catch myself the
Sunlight streaming through the window The curtains fluttering in gentle breeze Scented sheets scattered around the desk Me, seated with my feet aloft my chair Pen in mouth, mind lost in thought A faraway look in my eye. A letter
I live today in your memoirs Some courage, an unknown strength, your words breathe into me And though you lie cold and dead You manage to make me emulate Your treaded path, your valued thoughts Your life which you led
Lying under the blanket of stars, I see so much more. I see myself riding the horse past the full moon On a clear starlit night. I see the possibilities of tomorrow, Shining bright. I see myself running alive among