Poems About Dragons Published by Members Recently Online
#dragons
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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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
98 reads
1 Comment
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
98 reads
1 Comment
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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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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0 Comments
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
116 reads
0 Comments
Of Fire, Power and Strength
In the heart of the mountain
Lies an ancient mystic creature
Of fire, power and strength
One can feel the vibration
Of something mighty beyond imagination
Of something colossal and intense
Entering a cave by the side of the mountain
Where a great dragon sleeps
Over treasures, over coins, gold and gems
Along...
Lies an ancient mystic creature
Of fire, power and strength
One can feel the vibration
Of something mighty beyond imagination
Of something colossal and intense
Entering a cave by the side of the mountain
Where a great dragon sleeps
Over treasures, over coins, gold and gems
Along...
#dragons
169 reads
9 Comments
Streaking Back Again & Again... Our One~ Ev :: Love's Infinity
Viz:: Streaking
#love
#fire
#spiritual
#dragons
#tea
494 reads
1 Comment
Streaking Back Again & Again... Our One~ Ev :: Love's Infinity
Viz:: Streaking
#love
#fire
#spiritual
#dragons
#tea
494 reads
1 Comment
Streaking Back Again & Again... Our One~ Ev :: Love's Infinity
Viz:: Streaking
#love
#fire
#spiritual
#dragons
#tea
494 reads
1 Comment
Streaking Back Again & Again... Our One~ Ev :: Love's Infinity
Viz:: Streaking
#love
#fire
#spiritual
#dragons
#tea
494 reads
1 Comment
Streaking Back Again & Again... Our One~ Ev :: Love's Infinity
Viz:: Streaking
#love
#fire
#spiritual
#dragons
#tea
494 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Poems About Dragons Published by Members Recently Online