Best Moaning Poems

I laid my heart upon your grave
That winter day when trees were bare;
Their withered leaves fell down to brave
The chill of winter death and share
With...

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*Secreto de Medianoche*   
  
~On this very Night~
   I found myself in a
       ...

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**"And his name was Jack"**

No one perceives what abides above the clouds. 
A giant, a harp, maybe golden eggs. 
I demand to see and feel...

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Liquid Heaven

A feast for my womanly inner beast!       
I tease, I please, you have me on my knees
I wring...

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A lone moth flits around my front porch light
as wind blows through my window, luring me
to step outside into black velvet’s night.

I search the sky,...

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It has been ages since the laughter died, which was many suns ago,
Soon swept away by fleeting time, like the brief giggle of a rainbow.

My...

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Abigail’s Spring - Favorite 

Beneath the shelter of winter’s barren arbor
My winter abused heart
Watches the day’s light linger in the sky resisting darkness -
Begging to...

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A Psychedelic Whistle Plays a Rhythm into the Darkness

Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates...

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The Sounds of Silence
By: Simon & Garfunkle

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I...

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Entering the dark side of a moonbeam on this evil lens of life,
A gruesome old man recreates a murder time and time again, 
As the...

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Ancient Shadows Awaken into God’s Light

Underneath the deep seabed the stirring sands of time have passed on.
Ancient shadows continue to haunt all of us from...

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While in the moonlit night he stood, his crew below asleep,
the captain gazed with knowing eyes upon the ocean deep.

A sinister tranquility was fleeing in...

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I can’t breathe

still in my shackles
no chance to escape my isolation
cries of anguish emancipated
from an awareness that is unfree
the stain is but human made
a long...

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I laid my aching heart upon your grave
that February day when trees were bare
of life; their withered leaves fell down to brave
the chill of winter...

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As the winds breathe heavily darkened within fury
Moaning filled with clouds begins speaking 
Through stormy turbulent assaults with waves that kill

A ballad is blown away...

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