Abashed Poems - Poems about Abashed

...Saw it in your eyes, and your pale façade, the laughter that turned to silence still left you smiling. As I listen, you speak my name.. humanity turned back hands, on a broken clock. Yet, ......Read More

...I wait, then rush, too lost in dreams just sit, contemplate, perhaps abashed as rest of the world rushes past persistent yet cautious unencumbered by rule trajectory undulates but I'm not a f......Read More

...At the doctor’s to check out my knee, While I waited until he was free, I glanced up and took note At a sign someone wrote, Which was more a command than a plea. It said, “Please do not roll o......Read More

...Aroused within me Re-awoke as 'twere Fine senses, fleshless ones. Make one feel deeper. All of you lovelies Honourably blest Hovered round, so rained upon Tearily know this. Blushing, for a......Read More

...Almost all of us at one time or another have felt abashed Bothered or irked when hopes and dreams were dashed Admonished or discouraged that we didn't follow through St......Read More

...I seem to live in a dream I have lost all control it seems I deem to be on your lovely team I scream as we turn to the seams Gleam like those eyes in the river’s reflection I lost my direction......Read More

... HAPPY CAMPER Cultivation of thought with in the heart That has been seeding in the soul Journey of the bare mind state Agitated, while the lifeline is Un whole. Designing the stream......Read More

...BEYOND BRAINS Oh! my poor soul! Worn out of what I am? A loop of having evil after wicked! My mood riding the rollercoaster, Fearless and being gearless. Who wants to take up the responsibil......Read More

... Many regret for some mistakes in past, though aware nothing more can be done now except the desire to learn from it, how and what steps were wrong that made one abashed. Mistak......Read More

... Keeping memories alive thru the years Abashed at why I was lost Taking for granted, compounded by fears Emptiness adds to the cost All of that time, was centered on me Selfish and......Read More

... (oh, mercy ... ) amazing eye whites, perfect and pure as glacial ice - they draw me in, like diving into a clear Caribbean lagoon, fluid and cool ... brown iris so dark i......Read More

... “Lost Road to Kashmir” Tenderness arrives late sometimes in the 11th hour soft cashmere wrapped like a child love around your k......Read More

...My sister-in-law wants to get the vaccine; Went onto her state-sanctioned site And what was before her up there on the screen Was a number that couldn’t be right. “Your wait time, in minutes, i......Read More

... ardent ardor offering amour- with flowers moistened in tears not to feel abashed. 11/09/20 'Bite-size poem No. 17'......Read More

...ON LOOKING AT SCHILLER’S SKULL by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Here in this charnel-house full of bleaching bones, like yesteryear’s fading s......Read More