Poems about breathe


№ 1210629


Fear can only

If You let it...


Give yourself time


One, two, three...

Make a cup of tea

Four, five, six

Have a rich tea

Seven, eight. Nine

Felling alright

Getting close to ten

Here I go again...

The Mad hatter and me.


Author: Sammie wells
Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1210210

(for the hundredth time) i cant breathe

My back is so sore
From dragging along my burdened lungs
I pant and wheeze
Doing all i can to release
All the weight i can
But nothing ever seems
To work
My lungs tie themselves down
Forgetting the chains they have on my blood
So for each step
That my foot drops down
Each step
That i nearly drop these lungs
Let them sink
And go
I nearly drop myself
And drown

breathe,  hundredth,  time.

Author: Benjamin
Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1207588


I feel my chest constrict as panic settles in.
"Go home! " I gasp
"Go. Home. " I beg
Eventually, she takes off.
My heart is still pounding against my stiff chest.
I breathe in.
10 seconds.
I breathe out.
10 seconds.
And repeat.
And repeat.
And repeat.


Author: Ashley Lingy
Date: 04/04/2020

№ 1206153

Breathe Me In To You

You see me breaking and hold my face,
Begging me to let my eyes shine like the Christmas lights
That border my room.
You try to fill back up my lungs despite the fact that they
Can no longer hold air.
You breathe your warmth in and out of my mouth
To keep me alive.
I am reliant on you for my each and every breath
And without you my lungs would fall down inside of me like party streamers
After prom night.
Breathe your love into me forever because it is all I have.


Author: Madeleine V H
Date: 03/04/2020

№ 1205736


Just breathe.
I know she takes your breath away,
I know your admiration
Lies in her presence.
But why her?
Why not me?

And you know that shatters me,
Me and my heart until,
Very slowly,
Nothing becomes of me.

So next time,
Next time you forget
To overwhelm those lungs of yours,
Please let it be for me.

Let me subdue your thoughts,
Vanquish your love for her,
Be inevitable,
And even breathe for you.


Author: Emily Fell
Date: 03/04/2020

№ 1205209

Breathe the Little Dreams

Find me broken at the base of the stairs
When I leapt but couldn't fly
This ascendancy is tormenting me
Leaves me too afraid to try
To rise and then take a step again
But to stay here is to die
Seems I've wasted nights and days
Tossing dreams across the rail
Each sacrifice was worth the price
Kill the little things before they fail
But dreams die slow and now I know
They breed nightmares that prevail
So I'm face down on the culling floor
Words in my mouth they beg release
Gasping memories they cling to me
The vendettas will not cease
They want to live they can't forgive
Until I give them wings and peace
One more time I'll face it
I'm climbing up that stair
And I pray that light not darkness
Is waiting somewhere up there.
Habit is habit and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed downstairs a step at a time.
~Mark Twain

breathe,  dreams.

Author: Tammy Boehm
Date: 02/04/2020

№ 1203819

The air we breathe kills us.

Do we breathe the same air twice?
Do we breathe the same carbon dioxide back into our lungs, and do our lungs hate the air and that's why we exhale?
When people tell us the inhale the future, and exhale the past, wouldn't we just inhale the past again?
Is this why it's so hard for me to get over you?
Am I the lungs running away from how I feel for you?
Because I ran towards the past once.
Today, actually.
I feel worse.
I feel like all I am breathing is carbon dioxide.
And it's killing me.
I love you, but you kill me.

air,  breathe,  kills.

Author: MacKenzie Johnson
Date: 01/04/2020

№ 1201900

Breathe a Moment

We do not breathe a moment unloved
Though pain unjust
The most fearful kind
Swallows us whole
Torso and soul
Cognition and mind
This human realm
Heaven and hell together
Joined at the root
Ignorance a mountain walked upon
( we not looking down )
Anger desire burning the house
Bewilders blinds defends and
Shrouds the truth now
Is not the end ultimate
Manifestation of
Perceptivity we
But ancestors of those to be
Who shall see upright in spirit
Forebears dreaming
They are the highest form
A dazzling appearance i agree
Yet so far to go
The best is not we
Evolve a bit more i think

breathe,  moment.

Author: Mark Wanless
Date: 30/03/2020