Lamenting Poems - Poems about Lamenting

...Don’t give up your dream when you are just only halfway, Two half dollars or a whole - it’s the same either way; But chop off your dream, and you will make yourself squirm, Lamenting, “wha......Read the rest...

... We are living beings too. We too have sorrows, pains, sufferings, tears, Joy and happiness as well as the right, like yours, To survive on earth. We provide you with flowers, fruits, what a c......Read the rest...

...the field is no longer there where all of youth and ego collided and her first glance was seen but shied from all to be born in a thousand recollections the field is no longer there whe......Read the rest...

...Deep within our cosmic fabric hides The magical, mystical thought that carves the world into waves. The scarf of the evening pulls over the flight of winds, Like the celestial dawn that envelopes ......Read the rest...

...Upon well-worn barstools, tales two codgers tell, Deep in drink, their stories swell. Reflecting how the eons have flown, Strengths once had, now overthrown. "Ah, beauties chased, both bright a......Read the rest...

...(writing for the voice of my son who has terminal illness) Reality is searingly intimate. But they say anguish, woes and sadness are emotions best shared. I am not saying I enjoy lament......Read the rest...

...Children's Poems XI These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. To My Child, Unborn by Michael R. Bu......Read the rest...

...Pike Place Market and Space Needle race tracks out at Indy stands Jefferson's Memorial Nashville's Grand Ole Opry Biking somewhere downtown Beijing (Bay-jing) Great Wall nearby Xia......Read the rest...

...Long have they labored in their mossy wetness. Weeping stones, time-etched into permanence. For Those sorrowing marble angels are no longer lamenting A long-buried woe. Sometimes I think ......Read the rest...

...In the penumbra of oblivion, I've engraved words of gold, About flowers that assembled their petals from moments of beginning, About storms, in which the lightning melted into dark forces, And all......Read the rest...

...Reclined under the shade of a snag tree, A babbler piqued my curiosity. Staggered by the companionship, initially. Then pleased. I discerned a lamenting warble... The massif offered commiserat......Read the rest...

...Beneath the stretched-out, nocturnal firmament, thoughts overwhelm my being, Questions unassuaged by answers, echo of the void, About forests of the future, trees with waiting roots, About childre......Read the rest...

...(All). We are the voice of the children, here to educate and lament about all the pain, joy, and anxiety and fear we carry as children all over the world. 1.We are shut out by time and speed, inde......Read the rest...

...If I call you, would you come and join me in the sun? If I call you, would you say that the day is done? I see you running all over the place with boots laced up to your waist and leather jackets wit......Read the rest...

...IT IS TIME TO STOP THE STUPIDITY! The notes of a Shaka flute float to my ears like an Arabian midsummer night’s dream it flows through me like dinars in a Banshee’s pocket in a food mark......Read the rest...