Best Wail Poems

The sky becomes synonymous with grey,
signifying a storm is on its way.
And a sullied sun swiftly slips away;
allowing shadows to overcome day,
and clouds to release droplets straightaway.

Thunder echoes across purple-bruised skies
as lightning strikes cause drops to vaporize.
And a deluge descends to claim its prize;
while whirling...

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Nature,
thou art so great.
The sun still shines so bright.
All alone I walk with the wind.
Trees line up on my way in robes of green.
From branches, birds trill joyous songs.
Breeze giggles among leaves.
I love you dear,
Nature.

The light,
will soon fade out.
Upon reaching back home,
the day would have...

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Wind wails the egress of a soul that departed to the unseen world and for a body that lies six feet under the ground until someday reunite with the loved ones in paradise or hades.











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Amazing grace
Let the bagpipes play
While in blissful peace I lay
Beneath rolls of morning mist
Let bagpipes whine and wail
At the portal of my heart
Tugging at the gateway of my soul
Releasing timeless ageless tears
In supernal universal rhythm 
As generations of kindred spirits
Swirl above the eerie misty morn



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raped, abused at six
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Time will wail
As love trips away
And the sky won't stay
Time will wail
On the big ocean where seasons sail
And in words written in the grail
Time will wail
By the green oak so pale
By the fish without any scale
Time will wail
And the world won't say
And experiences will decay
Time...

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La plainte au lever du jour pour les Morts – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s “Dawn Wail for the Dead” by T. Wignesan

(Note: The style of the original smacks of hurried note-taking, say, by an anthropologist or that of just a mere diary entry.)

Maintenant la lumière...

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Carrying the fever and heat
of love’s first flame,
I set out on a journey
expectant and anxious, 
sealed and tight lipped,
all emotions bottled.

From port to port I journeyed,
travelling in a little love vessel.
What a heavy cargo of dreams I carried
with the scent of memories perfumed.

Did a black...

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When I stare at Bomba, coughing aloud outside
When Mwami and family, chewed swallowing thunderously
He glares most in somber, so as to get a guide
How to enter and nearly, they hear ignoring unanimously

As I listen from country man, scratching the bald to seek
While political men keep...

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Up the hill upon a rickety stool
I watched afloat
With clouds of lonesomeness for company
The richest streams flow
From a source of dreams they come 
The wails a song so rich, yet the reality of the source so poor
Oh! Oh! Destiny unfulfilled, regrets come to life
It is...

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In my America
The government is elected
The people  support the  government
Representatives of the people would represent 
Partisanship would be reserved for elections
Senators would not act as mine are acting now
New Orleans was flooded because of ineptitude
New Orleans mayor had five days notice
Louisiana’s governor had...

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It's okay to cry now,
it's alright, because your baby is dead
You said you didn't mean to smother the child;
and the first baby, you said you accidently dropped on it's head
That's twice you've been clumsy with life
Yes, I believe you
because your tears are salty sincere
No, I...

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Blue Wail


My head says futile, my heart keeps faith
A journey so long for one lonesome waif
Steadfastly onwards, my heart rules my mind
As on I endeavour, that one I might find

These limitless seas that I wander alone
Carry the sounds of my beseeching tone
If one might reply...

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As clouds gather to shed the earth,
amidst the rumbling thunder and lightning sparks,
you hear the cries of children’s wail.
When we tend to put the world we live on a scale, we’ll all find out we’re all pale.
We live our lives in vain, amidst it’s pain,...

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You are gagged and bound, seated
In a hot seat among the hard of hearing
Harrowing tales from the trenches
At the deep end of a ravenous beast
A narrowing outlook, hope fading
Shape shifting fiends on the cliffs of sleep
Captured drifts shaping up to squeeze
Harassed by the wail of...

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