Befall Poems - Poems about Befall

...In January, the kaboom of fireworks, redefinitions: what if skies were pink, or purple rains should befall us In February, the appearance of bouquets, cordate chocolates In March, the hope of......

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...I rather prefer the scarce yet simple and faint whispers where the quiet reaches the quell as the still in the storm rises till the rains booned befall downward only to st......

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...The morning filled with beauty and luster creeps slowly under the mangrove tree and anchored along the tropical coast where the skies, sea and my lover frequently meet. Something unusual was going on......

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...The Centerfold On Frost Field. As I lay on my back dying I heard the cry for help. With the last of my endurance I stand on my feet. Valiantly I break ground! As I grasp my axes within tw......

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...flowers that have flourished in winter made beautiful in the frost, from the same chilling breeze they have grown lost. one flower stands out in its sunny meadow, the other still frozen in a fie......

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...Transient Impermanent cherry blossoms burst a breeze scatters petals down denuded branches alight echoes of bells shrill in quiet quelled silent shrine no one ever came empty teac......

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... There is in February fog an eventuality that must befall us all. As if the earth were vanishing, or one were going blind, the fog sets in, absorbing all that is familiar – trees, houses, r......

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... excitedly injustice awakening stampede stopping as imbibes desperate necks heeling creeks jumping dashes merciful joy i am not there, please hold the bridle and the hoof i see nothing of b......

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...fallen so fast in love in spite of my or your own good, helpless in your arms, irresponsible as you are in mine held in your gaze I embraced all the little dangers within you, what te......

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...Will I be left here? My heart beats with fear, my nerves and sweat smear. Does he look at me, should I look to see? No, then hope might fade. I want plans I made to stay as dreams bade. Thi......

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...I have condoned myself to suicide To death To feel acceptance, the burge of pain, enlightenment All with immediacy As if i was but a figment of a whorish imagination I often find myself the st......

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...To boil with all the energy of Hell may set aflame untethered wherewithal, for once expended nothing can foretell the limits of demise that may befall. A single match may flicker to a flame or s......

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...Daylight breaks with a shout, I had no clue what the commotion was about, people were running to and fro and others were wondering which way to go. It’s like a monster was walking down the street tra......

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...The dark, great deceiver to one's deceptiveness It lives, dies, kills expectations What was or is lingering in its depths In ourselves, fear of worthiness Realm of a spiritual being lost Or......

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...On a night with waves so high, A ship sailed beneath a moonlit sky, With cargo bound for distant shore, It carried toys, and so much more. But, fate had landed on a different course, For the s......

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