Best Dreary Poems

Dark days end slowly before the light,
And shield a heart from love's flame, once warm.
To live in darkness, an eternal fight,
And shiver in the cold silence of its storm.

As shadows surround, start to confine,
Time moves without notice or understanding.
Black becomes the color of the soul's...

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A poem for the loved ones we've lost.


I awoke this lonely, dreary, day
to all the clouds of steely gray
life's vibrant colors losing hue
with not but empty things to do


Till the rain falls in its contempt
To mock the many tears I've spent
its blurring haze caused disarray...

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Did Pray on Dull and Dreary Day
Horn Hiaku

to God we would pray
on a dull and dreary day
gorgeous sky now gray

our prayers to God said
after that had gone to bed
fires we do dread

about worried much
police tightly clutch and touch
now walks with a crutch

with God we will...

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When dreary days collect your heart,
to paint the sky a misty gray

And clouds before your eyes impart
the somber scenes in disarray

Remember there is someone who 
will take your hand and lead the way

A friend to bring the bluest skies 
and chase those dark clouds far...

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Filled with empty sorrow
He dreads what’s to come tomorrow.

A smile on his face
You may think he’s happy but that’s not the case

He’s trapped in a room with no color
He doesn’t see why he should bother.

His family tries to intervene
But it’s not as easy as it...

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The ink of sky engulfs my dream
While night’s cinder darkens the shore,
And tattered leaves pivot midstream
To infect my grief much like before.
Dreary this roam, this roam so cold
Attended by a tree's limp veil;
Like ghastly air with woes untold
Of slumber deep, his tomb, my nail.
In a...

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~On Pike’s Peak in moonlight as fog lifted, 
the maiden of gloom appeared on her broom, 
this witch I saw her as her dress drifted, 
with multi colored socks and face filled pocks. 

~The maiden of gloom appeared on her broom, 
she did screech, “Aren’t...

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Dreary Day
Dr. James E. Martin

The day is cold and dreary,
The folks are growing weary.
Gone is the sun,
The frolicking and fun,
Many are now quite teary....

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Night market stalls
So much to see;
Feel happy daze


Curious eyes feast
Seek a fond buy;
Pretty things shout


Street food vendor
Pleasant fare delights;
Long queue waiting


Crowded street
Hawker offerings;
Brisk buy and sell


Waylaid by stuff
Hordes descend here;
Night bazaar tempts


Just for a while
Try buying happiness;
Walk the bazaar route


Street side beggar
Ragged marionette;
Selling tissue packs


Feeble...

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As I lay here all alone
On this dark and dreary night
I'm happy to be at home
And tucked up nice and tight 
I know I'm luckier than some
As I wish with all my might
That all my find a home
On this dark and dreary night....

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Dreary days are not so good , you would avoid them if you could. Dreary days are so lonely , you want to eat bologna. Dreary days are like climbing up a tree , it's not good for you but it's good for me. I...

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Trees of a Dreary Autumn 
Arabic poem by: Saad Yassin Yousuf*
Translated into English by:
Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk)
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At a light
Said to be "dawn" We got to the shoulder of the Sea book;
Our wrecked boats were floating 
As wood stained by bloody waves,
Heads of children slaughtered
By the...

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On dreary morns when rain is nigh
I'm weary of the misty sky
when Autumn's season comes to call
and russet leaves begin to fall.
To Summer I whisper, "Goodbye."

The lilacs petals wilt and die.
Blustery winds cause me to sigh.
Can't cajole them to stop or stall
on dreary morns.

No slumber...

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Winter morning - overcast skies again with

little hope of seeing the sunshine brightly 

over head, a dreary and wretched morning. . .
 
          longing for Springtime!


January 14, 2019...

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Dark as the sky who
Publishes stars
Reflecting the dance
Against a tangerine 
Moon, longing for
Dawn and truth

Dark as the circles
Underneath sunken eyes
Who only see
Insomnia’s gloom
Coloring the night
In melancholy and dread 
For moments of sleepless 
Fists raised toward angst 

Dark as the black 
Cat who is haunted 
By...

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