The End Poems - Poems about The End

...(FICTION, PLEASE. It is easy for me to write in the first person, but nearly all my poems are fiction. Please don't attribute this poem to me. I loved my wife to distraction. For ten years she......Read the rest...

...Climbing time Tredging forward and climbing time. Hoping to find an end to this darkness that has befallen me. So far it is endless and feels like it may slowly smother me. This darkness carries......Read the rest...

...We save some money, if we can, So when we’re up in age, We’ll have enough to get us through That final “elder” stage. To me, that always meant that I’d Be set for life to spend On all the thi......Read the rest...

...Drooping petals of ermine white mark end of winter days. Then there follows the purple bright of first saffron displays. Our world of dismal grey departs as comes the colour show to raise th......Read the rest...

...Angelus wasn't anyone special. Some might say that he was a loser. He did more than his share of chasing women, and locals claim he was very much the boozer, but despite all of his vulnerabilitie......Read the rest...

...I am so empty right now That I have nothing to offer. I am so alone right now That in my company; even loneliness would suffer. There was a time I was so full of life That being with me wa......Read the rest...

...Betrayed by love, I sip the bitter nectar you provide, A chalice transfigured from black ink, your verse a river, infernal. The burn grows in my throat, no choice do I have, I cannot flee, Each gu......Read the rest...

...I opened up the window, the street noise came crashing in. Pushing sadness in the hole where my heart once should have been. I see the crumpled bed sheets, where the two of us would lie. It......Read the rest...

...When you spread your arms wide with a smile so bright, No words are needed, our souls are in flight. Let's watch as the birds soar over Green Island's charm, Flying carefree through nature's lo......Read the rest...

...Twas' a mellowing twilight on the end of the day Where the whispers of dusk benignly sway when the weary traveler of orange bid adieu varnishing the sky with amber and blue As the shadows lengthe......Read the rest...

...What brings you back, O Sailor from journey— Coffers of golden words of poetry, Or precious pearls, nuggets from depth of sea? I’d gone to explore once as an old man, Rudderless, and with nothi......Read the rest...

...No harbinger of tact was he And as a matter of fact you'll see One spewing forth only filth and bile A mongrel dog with a crooked smile Nor lover of man or saintly ways A cur so foul f......Read the rest...

... ~ Rapid Rap-style Chant ~ Pass over, Pass over, pass out Pass over, Pass over, pass out Drink the four cups of wine Now your eyes don’t align Pass over, Pass over, pass ou......Read the rest...

... "Every civilization sees itself as the center of the world and writes its history as the central drama of human history." Samuel P. Huntington God made a plan, a trea......Read the rest...

...I had lunch with Randy, between classes today. It was a perfect day. The sky was an infinite, capri blue, the wind was stirring the environment, clouds were wispy and on high - in the fast lane where......Read the rest...