Poems About Life Struggles Published by Members Recently Online
#LifeStruggles
Poems about life struggles published by members recently online.
Sown
It came
Crashing down like
An avalanche in slow motion
Steady and merciless
Hovering in the
Stillness and
Staleness of air
The scent of her womanliness
No longer as ripe
The high no long as exhilarating
Once a fine sugary plum
Now a bitter prune
Dried up like the options
She thought she'd
Always have
But no one
Ever told her
Not her mama..not her auntie
No one told her
That time was...
Crashing down like
An avalanche in slow motion
Steady and merciless
Hovering in the
Stillness and
Staleness of air
The scent of her womanliness
No longer as ripe
The high no long as exhilarating
Once a fine sugary plum
Now a bitter prune
Dried up like the options
She thought she'd
Always have
But no one
Ever told her
Not her mama..not her auntie
No one told her
That time was...
#regret
#loneliness
#women #LifeStruggles
#women #LifeStruggles
412 reads
4 Comments
Sown
It came
Crashing down like
An avalanche in slow motion
Steady and merciless
Hovering in the
Stillness and
Staleness of air
The scent of her womanliness
No longer as ripe
The high no long as exhilarating
Once a fine sugary plum
Now a bitter prune
Dried up like the options
She thought she'd
Always have
But no one
Ever told her
Not her mama..not her auntie
No one told her
That time was...
Crashing down like
An avalanche in slow motion
Steady and merciless
Hovering in the
Stillness and
Staleness of air
The scent of her womanliness
No longer as ripe
The high no long as exhilarating
Once a fine sugary plum
Now a bitter prune
Dried up like the options
She thought she'd
Always have
But no one
Ever told her
Not her mama..not her auntie
No one told her
That time was...
#regret
#loneliness
#women #LifeStruggles
#women #LifeStruggles
412 reads
4 Comments
Sown
It came
Crashing down like
An avalanche in slow motion
Steady and merciless
Hovering in the
Stillness and
Staleness of air
The scent of her womanliness
No longer as ripe
The high no long as exhilarating
Once a fine sugary plum
Now a bitter prune
Dried up like the options
She thought she'd
Always have
But no one
Ever told her
Not her mama..not her auntie
No one told her
That time was...
Crashing down like
An avalanche in slow motion
Steady and merciless
Hovering in the
Stillness and
Staleness of air
The scent of her womanliness
No longer as ripe
The high no long as exhilarating
Once a fine sugary plum
Now a bitter prune
Dried up like the options
She thought she'd
Always have
But no one
Ever told her
Not her mama..not her auntie
No one told her
That time was...
#regret
#loneliness
#women #LifeStruggles
#women #LifeStruggles
412 reads
4 Comments
The hunger games
The hunger games
I have this certain craving, it hides deep inside my soul, it tells me I need your body, this should be my only goal
Hunt you like a Wolf hunts prey, devour your your soft moist parts, eat and drink from you, but take care dont scar your heart
Its a fine line between devouring, and tender loving care, but I seem to find myself, somehow stuck in there
Desire washes over me, it tries to drown my caring side, I raise my head above its waters, where needs and care collides
Split between my own two halves, my desire wants...
I have this certain craving, it hides deep inside my soul, it tells me I need your body, this should be my only goal
Hunt you like a Wolf hunts prey, devour your your soft moist parts, eat and drink from you, but take care dont scar your heart
Its a fine line between devouring, and tender loving care, but I seem to find myself, somehow stuck in there
Desire washes over me, it tries to drown my caring side, I raise my head above its waters, where needs and care collides
Split between my own two halves, my desire wants...
#erotic
#LifeStruggles
415 reads
The hunger games
The hunger games
I have this certain craving, it hides deep inside my soul, it tells me I need your body, this should be my only goal
Hunt you like a Wolf hunts prey, devour your your soft moist parts, eat and drink from you, but take care dont scar your heart
Its a fine line between devouring, and tender loving care, but I seem to find myself, somehow stuck in there
Desire washes over me, it tries to drown my caring side, I raise my head above its waters, where needs and care collides
Split between my own two halves, my desire wants...
I have this certain craving, it hides deep inside my soul, it tells me I need your body, this should be my only goal
Hunt you like a Wolf hunts prey, devour your your soft moist parts, eat and drink from you, but take care dont scar your heart
Its a fine line between devouring, and tender loving care, but I seem to find myself, somehow stuck in there
Desire washes over me, it tries to drown my caring side, I raise my head above its waters, where needs and care collides
Split between my own two halves, my desire wants...
#erotic
#LifeStruggles
415 reads
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
#love
#hope
#courage
#marriage
#LifeStruggles
309 reads
2 Comments
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
#love
#hope
#courage
#marriage
#LifeStruggles
309 reads
2 Comments
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
#love
#hope
#courage
#marriage
#LifeStruggles
309 reads
2 Comments
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
#love
#hope
#courage
#marriage
#LifeStruggles
309 reads
2 Comments
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust Bowl Lovers
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
Dust devils dance for rain
Her mason jar moxie
Turns pears into preserves
That can his worries
Of the lean season
With irrigation by a nearby river
Whose water will fill the rows
Of wheaten Lazarus
With her kitchen cornucopia
No mere manna
But an earthly sustenance
To fuel the labor he loves
But when she needs his touch
To fill the lonely hours
That shorten her breath
He lends his steel to her softness
Like a knight in the midst of chivalry
Whose creative anachronism
Is...
#love
#hope
#courage
#marriage
#LifeStruggles
309 reads
2 Comments
Skipping Stone
Life can sometimes make you feel like you were a stone cast into a lake
Just to see how many times you could hit the surface before you lost momentum
And gave up trying to stay on the dry side of things and accept your fate
Sometimes life can make you feel like your at the bottom of the analogy
Like you were the very earth itself, covered 3 quarters by water
As strong as unsturdy with a foundation of fault lines
That splinter beneath tectonic feats
Down to depths to where even the Light Of Light's presence dies
Sometimes, you don't see them ...
Just to see how many times you could hit the surface before you lost momentum
And gave up trying to stay on the dry side of things and accept your fate
Sometimes life can make you feel like your at the bottom of the analogy
Like you were the very earth itself, covered 3 quarters by water
As strong as unsturdy with a foundation of fault lines
That splinter beneath tectonic feats
Down to depths to where even the Light Of Light's presence dies
Sometimes, you don't see them ...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles #SelfReflection
#LifeStruggles #SelfReflection
515 reads
2 Comments
Skipping Stone
Life can sometimes make you feel like you were a stone cast into a lake
Just to see how many times you could hit the surface before you lost momentum
And gave up trying to stay on the dry side of things and accept your fate
Sometimes life can make you feel like your at the bottom of the analogy
Like you were the very earth itself, covered 3 quarters by water
As strong as unsturdy with a foundation of fault lines
That splinter beneath tectonic feats
Down to depths to where even the Light Of Light's presence dies
Sometimes, you don't see them ...
Just to see how many times you could hit the surface before you lost momentum
And gave up trying to stay on the dry side of things and accept your fate
Sometimes life can make you feel like your at the bottom of the analogy
Like you were the very earth itself, covered 3 quarters by water
As strong as unsturdy with a foundation of fault lines
That splinter beneath tectonic feats
Down to depths to where even the Light Of Light's presence dies
Sometimes, you don't see them ...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles #SelfReflection
#LifeStruggles #SelfReflection
515 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Life Struggles Published by Members Recently Online