Poems About Dragons Published by Members Recently Online
#dragons
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
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1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
127 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
127 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
127 reads
1 Comment
PAR
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
23rd May 2024 5:13pm
Your Poet
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
Because it's yours and no one else's?
Because he rhymes with you and no one else!
Because his ice serves you in the summer, isn't it?
Because out of everything you have left
he is the golden sword of the non-existent hero
who walks naked and beautiful in your sweaty dreams?
Because he, only him, no one but him has your skin
so tattooed with the names of organs in your body
and red lines in the shape of hearts and dragons...
Why do you like to drive your poet crazy?
#dragons
#fiction
#lover
#sky
#WritingPoetry
127 reads
1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
7th Nov 2023 9:30pm
7th Nov 2023 9:30pm
Dragons
Dragons
I watch the sky on high alert
as if the whole thing might fall down one day -
earth beneath my feet as I -
exhaust of hunting and roaring,
the push and pull of my Jurassic era,
holding that instinct as a lagoon in my palms.
Reality is that I am a girl once clawed,
in a way many couldn't comprehend,
became furious from it.
And you took me back, boy.
You, with your hands
cupping your own indignant rage,
roaring it at me, full force,
letting yourself feel as you tore blue from the eyeline -
me seeing...
I watch the sky on high alert
as if the whole thing might fall down one day -
earth beneath my feet as I -
exhaust of hunting and roaring,
the push and pull of my Jurassic era,
holding that instinct as a lagoon in my palms.
Reality is that I am a girl once clawed,
in a way many couldn't comprehend,
became furious from it.
And you took me back, boy.
You, with your hands
cupping your own indignant rage,
roaring it at me, full force,
letting yourself feel as you tore blue from the eyeline -
me seeing...
#anger
#childhood
#dragons
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
7th Nov 2023 9:30pm
7th Nov 2023 9:30pm
Dragons
Dragons
I watch the sky on high alert
as if the whole thing might fall down one day -
earth beneath my feet as I -
exhaust of hunting and roaring,
the push and pull of my Jurassic era,
holding that instinct as a lagoon in my palms.
Reality is that I am a girl once clawed,
in a way many couldn't comprehend,
became furious from it.
And you took me back, boy.
You, with your hands
cupping your own indignant rage,
roaring it at me, full force,
letting yourself feel as you tore blue from the eyeline -
me seeing...
I watch the sky on high alert
as if the whole thing might fall down one day -
earth beneath my feet as I -
exhaust of hunting and roaring,
the push and pull of my Jurassic era,
holding that instinct as a lagoon in my palms.
Reality is that I am a girl once clawed,
in a way many couldn't comprehend,
became furious from it.
And you took me back, boy.
You, with your hands
cupping your own indignant rage,
roaring it at me, full force,
letting yourself feel as you tore blue from the eyeline -
me seeing...
#anger
#childhood
#dragons
156 reads
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
7th Nov 2023 9:30pm
7th Nov 2023 9:30pm
Dragons
Dragons
I watch the sky on high alert
as if the whole thing might fall down one day -
earth beneath my feet as I -
exhaust of hunting and roaring,
the push and pull of my Jurassic era,
holding that instinct as a lagoon in my palms.
Reality is that I am a girl once clawed,
in a way many couldn't comprehend,
became furious from it.
And you took me back, boy.
You, with your hands
cupping your own indignant rage,
roaring it at me, full force,
letting yourself feel as you tore blue from the eyeline -
me seeing...
I watch the sky on high alert
as if the whole thing might fall down one day -
earth beneath my feet as I -
exhaust of hunting and roaring,
the push and pull of my Jurassic era,
holding that instinct as a lagoon in my palms.
Reality is that I am a girl once clawed,
in a way many couldn't comprehend,
became furious from it.
And you took me back, boy.
You, with your hands
cupping your own indignant rage,
roaring it at me, full force,
letting yourself feel as you tore blue from the eyeline -
me seeing...
#anger
#childhood
#dragons
156 reads
0 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
6th Mar 2024 4:56am
6th Mar 2024 4:56am
Knight of Death
They venture into the night
Where silence vibrates the dark
The knights battle and fight
Thunder rumbled, lightning sparked
With ball and chain they clash
And deadly sculpted swords
Shattered shields will crash
Whipping metal deadly cord
The last two gladiators known
Hands sweating, blood dripping
Fighting to death for the throne
Like thorns of rose flesh splitting
As the morning star strikes the head
A fallen warrior motionless lies there
In a puddle of blood he's now dead ...
Where silence vibrates the dark
The knights battle and fight
Thunder rumbled, lightning sparked
With ball and chain they clash
And deadly sculpted swords
Shattered shields will crash
Whipping metal deadly cord
The last two gladiators known
Hands sweating, blood dripping
Fighting to death for the throne
Like thorns of rose flesh splitting
As the morning star strikes the head
A fallen warrior motionless lies there
In a puddle of blood he's now dead ...
#dragons
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
9th May 2024 10:54am
9th May 2024 10:54am
Dragon's Presence
You were walking home.
After a long,tiring day.
You wanted to go home.
And put your stuff away.
But you stumble upon a gate.
Made of shiny,stunning gold.
On it was written your fate.
And maybe today's date.
On this long,sunny day.
You walked into the gates astray.
What you saw shocked you to the core.
A land of dragons,castles and more.
Each different scales.
The dragons consisted of males and females.
Each arranged with a different color.
And they all had a different power.
With...
After a long,tiring day.
You wanted to go home.
And put your stuff away.
But you stumble upon a gate.
Made of shiny,stunning gold.
On it was written your fate.
And maybe today's date.
On this long,sunny day.
You walked into the gates astray.
What you saw shocked you to the core.
A land of dragons,castles and more.
Each different scales.
The dragons consisted of males and females.
Each arranged with a different color.
And they all had a different power.
With...
#dragons
#hope
#magic #uplifting
#magic #uplifting
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Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
9th May 2024 10:54am
9th May 2024 10:54am
Dragon's Presence
You were walking home.
After a long,tiring day.
You wanted to go home.
And put your stuff away.
But you stumble upon a gate.
Made of shiny,stunning gold.
On it was written your fate.
And maybe today's date.
On this long,sunny day.
You walked into the gates astray.
What you saw shocked you to the core.
A land of dragons,castles and more.
Each different scales.
The dragons consisted of males and females.
Each arranged with a different color.
And they all had a different power.
With...
After a long,tiring day.
You wanted to go home.
And put your stuff away.
But you stumble upon a gate.
Made of shiny,stunning gold.
On it was written your fate.
And maybe today's date.
On this long,sunny day.
You walked into the gates astray.
What you saw shocked you to the core.
A land of dragons,castles and more.
Each different scales.
The dragons consisted of males and females.
Each arranged with a different color.
And they all had a different power.
With...
#dragons
#hope
#magic #uplifting
#magic #uplifting
125 reads
0 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
9th May 2024 10:54am
9th May 2024 10:54am
Dragon's Presence
You were walking home.
After a long,tiring day.
You wanted to go home.
And put your stuff away.
But you stumble upon a gate.
Made of shiny,stunning gold.
On it was written your fate.
And maybe today's date.
On this long,sunny day.
You walked into the gates astray.
What you saw shocked you to the core.
A land of dragons,castles and more.
Each different scales.
The dragons consisted of males and females.
Each arranged with a different color.
And they all had a different power.
With...
After a long,tiring day.
You wanted to go home.
And put your stuff away.
But you stumble upon a gate.
Made of shiny,stunning gold.
On it was written your fate.
And maybe today's date.
On this long,sunny day.
You walked into the gates astray.
What you saw shocked you to the core.
A land of dragons,castles and more.
Each different scales.
The dragons consisted of males and females.
Each arranged with a different color.
And they all had a different power.
With...
#dragons
#hope
#magic #uplifting
#magic #uplifting
125 reads
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