Poems about stone


№ 1210536

Throw a Stone

In a glass house with whitewashed walls
Dare you throw a stone?
One by one all the lemmings fall
Battered, bruised, and thrown
In halls

Piece by piece the fortress shatters
And now the shadows rise
Taking away all that matters
Empty now are prized

Once again the fortress will rise
Years and years from now
Just wait until the whitewash dries
Hear, we won't allow

stone,  throw.

Author: Austin Mosher
Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1210137

Heart of stone

A heart of stone
Has no fear
Pain and Joy
Have no place here

One cant feel
If it is near
A silent, calm
Ship I steer

Needing not
To shed a tear
Or anguished cries
Of yours to hear

The outside of it
Almost sheer
The silence if it
Almost queer

With robotic
Response to fear
But Joy in
Solitude found here

Letting no one else
Draw near
Away from friendship
It will steer

Scoffing at a
Lonely tear
Sadness will
It never hear

Its rocky ledges
Are quite sheer
With great, deep caverns
Just as queer

heart,  stone.

Author: Charles McCue
Date: 07/04/2020

№ 1202264

An stone whisper

Taught my emotions braille


stone,  whisper.

Author: branded glaciers GE
Date: 31/03/2020

№ 1199380

Historic stone age writings about 2013

Conversation, in the rain
Dry only half the way but i can cope
A carrier pidgeon waits for me in my chambers
With a message that shatters my armour
I'm back in the present, no jokes in sight
Not much else happened that night
Morning came and raps were had
My brother dragged me out of bed
To see a face that said it all
Top bunk, tears flowed
The world went on

Somewhere new now
They treat us like toddlers
Have us paint a window that they're taking down soon
But i can still farm at home
But a service for the fallen
On the other side of town
I end up there and panic panic
What else is there to do
The worst has happened
Anything is possible
But nothing else happens
For a long time actually
But winter becomes spring again
And life goes on
I ride a faulty elevator to work
But it's worth it to put out fires i start
Just so i can start more fires
In retrospect it's hazy
Probably from wildfire smoke
Wish i could go back
But life goes on

Closer to it now
Like i've never been before
These things would fit like puzzle peices
If i were upsidedown or oppsosite
It doesn't last and i go fast
I fight the transformation to a rat
For a while, it works
And i swim and talk of new york city
And maybe even feel alive for once
But just once
Paint walls, paint walls, paint walls
So sorry i missed your calls
Paint walls, paint walls, paint walls
So sorry i- oh, no calls
And the green grass grows around me
I climb to the roof to escape it
I hear it could eat you inside out
But the grass becomes a bog
And then the bog becomes a lake
Where rocks can skip forever
You just have to close your eyes
Before you see them sink
A serenity of sorts, a pillow for the devil
But i can't run no more, unless it's for a hat
Keep the hat, i'll be sleeping in the snow
Or in a tree that's more alive than me

But a shock to the system hits me hard
An eye looks into mine again
The connection lasts no longer than a millennium
So i get the wind to stroke my head
Then christmas comes
I walk outside
Light snowfall
Can be seen beneath street lights
It falls from the clouds above
And probably from my eyes too
But i don't remember it, or more accurately
I remember it like a painting
A painting i didn't make
Despite all the paint i'd gathered
And the lessons i had taken
I look at something this perfect
And i think for a second
One short trip inside my mind
Is enough to convince me
This wasn't me, but i wish it was

I hope the artist never paints again
But he did
Because they kept giving him paint
He tried to drink the paint
But it was non-toxic
But he also got used to the taste of paint
Tastes like tv static and old home tapes
I'm sorry for being born
But i should'nt feel too guilty
I saved them from all this
I am the martyr sperm
The story should've ended there
All in all, this year was hell

age,  historic,  stone,  writings.

Author: James H Butko
Date: 28/03/2020

№ 1199126

Heart made of stone

I guess, all this while,
I was whispering to empty silence
Obliging the commands of my ghosts
Embracing the feeling of arrogance
Puncturing my frail heart with holes
Counting the seconds of eternity
Believing the promises of hollow souls
Embracing the feeling of insanity
And loving a heart made of stone...

heart,  stone.

Author: Swathilris
Date: 28/03/2020

№ 1197635

Stone Heart

You said I would break
Your heart, but yours no
Longer beats for me, it is
As it has always stone, did
It ever beat a beat of love for me.

You put thoughts in my head
That a heart beats in your chest
And it was mine alone. But your
Love was cold like the stone that
Is your un-beating heart.

I once felt love but you infected
Mine, and now there are two cold
Hearts. One did once beat with love
But is just a lump in my chest, for
My love for the loveless one now
Is cold.

heart,  stone.

Author: Poetic T
Date: 26/03/2020

№ 1194719

The Heart of Stone

Away at a distance,
Everyday he sets alone,
Leaning up against
A heart that's made of stone.

He reads a book each day,
He often lays to rest,
Does he grieve the loss of love,
Or is life his only test?

Passing by one afternoon,
I turned to him and smiled,
His eyes were filled with sadness
As he spoke, “I'm ok my child. ”

Was he feeling lonely,
Or was his heart full of fear
For what was all his heartache,
And why the saddened tears.

Today starts a new day,
The distance is all alone,
No one there to occupy
The heart that's made of stone.

Did he find his happiness,
Is he at peace within his heart,
Are his sad eyes smiling now,
With his heartache, did he part?

For the books he read each day,
Were not just books you read,
They held photos and memories
Of his life that he did grieve.

Now the distance is empty,
But his presence will never be gone,
For his life and his love remain in
The heart that's made of stone.

Each day he carried his memories
Never leaving them alone,
For they lay to rest inside
The heart that's made of stone.

heart,  stone.

Author: Candy Glidden
Date: 24/03/2020

№ 1194556

Singing Stone

What stone knows
Patiently sitting beneath
The world,
Waiting for someone to answer
Its cry.

How stone feels being chipped away,
Separated by time.

Subatomic wails of unimaginable love, stoning me against
An iron wall.

Pieces of treasures no one can see.
All glinting for the silence of God.

Continents of song crying from a rough place.

Who would have thought how stone could sing?

singing,  stone.

Author: Styles 12
Date: 24/03/2020