Ail Poems - Poems about Ail

... Life's trials make me cry for mercy's flow Beseeching to gain relief against pain While my heart needs peace I want to prevail Seeking God for His compassionate grace To vanquish gloom......Read the rest...

...Harriet Harris née Kuritsky... Despite being a nineteen year old bride she wed Boyce Brandon Harris half a decade her senior, (where I ranked less than a twinkle in their eyes) during the mont......Read the rest...

...The lights come on at night, and I find myself in the library with others. Each one is doing their objective, and I see you sitting in the dark corner of a room, looking out the window. I wondered if......Read the rest...

... Relentless, empowering, with so many mountains to climb Remorseless destruction, given on those who idled around Youthful years spent wasted on anger never worth its time Pursued until driven......Read the rest...

... Twas daybreak as this bright morn I rose Greeted at breakfast by my darling Rose A brief time together as by seven I've left Out to the garden, the street and then left Along cobbled paths wh......Read the rest...

...Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live The following poetic account written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, while I (a socially withdrawn *****S......Read the rest...

...Harriet Harris née Kuritsky circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 (untimely death sentence ordained ~ early February 1935) I trot out a poem acknowledging birthday of dear ole mom, who s......Read the rest...

...You said you were cured What sickness doth ail you? I thought we were friends So what wall did you break through? We chat so infrequently Your condition is hidden Like you locked away feeling......Read the rest...

...All that is manifest is doomed to die But something within tells us there is more Beyond the heavens, soul wishes to fly Heart’s momentary joy seeks an encore That in zenith like rapture, it may ......Read the rest...

...As of seeds we’ve sown, we each walk alone, feeling joy and pain, both love and disdain. Those who hold our hand try to understand, like mothers who care but just cannot pair. The words w......Read the rest...

...The Great Lakes acronym spells homes I chose titled topic by a fanciful whim, nevertheless still consider my knowledge of aforementioned material slim. Housing multivarious biomes register ......Read the rest...

...O hazy shadows who are you? In misty mask in misty guise Deep sorrow shut my wild wild eyes I wish thee I can recognize Why thou stood with hands on heart? As if from me apologize I faint ,I ......Read the rest...

...Forensic evidence is no pretense against the defense/ It will prove prevalence in the family’s ordinance/ Moronic elements that ail his laments are just sordid and dense/ More on it as the envelop......Read the rest...

...I am surely not after money Like a bee after sweet honey This World is to me funny Here riches make life sunny For money all are deeply craving And so are very crookedly behaving For ten gene......Read the rest...

...Harriet Harris circa November 13th, 1935 - ~ May 4th, 2005 untimely death sentence ordained approximately six months prior to mother dearest celebrating her seventieth birthday, though the ......Read the rest...