Bleakest Poems - Poems about Bleakest

... Dead of Fall In gathering storm clouds, Fall whispers its dread, Cold tendrils coil, as life's colors shed. Once vibrant hues, now wilt and fade, As darkness creeps in, a cold, si......Read the rest...

...Finally my blood began to coagulate a graceful gel, gently thickened, so – whatever I might feel, the settling of the wound, has begun… in sensitive silences, the shadows echo the fear, felt b......Read the rest...

...To please Lady Muse, all my heart to bare, I tried invoking her with chiselled verse, That, the pure pleasure of my pen’s all hers, Yet, left I was at blank paper to stare. I sought some odd ......Read the rest...

...A handful of sorrowful years have passed and now I bare my shame. A deserving fate for one miscast; deserving of the blame. For I was flailing as a dreamer, focussed on the past. Running from......Read the rest...

...Tears, softly falling, Grieving for the dreams, Beyond knowing, Dreams, silent, growing, Within the spirit, Where Jesus love is flowing, In frequent gestures, Wise and everlasting, Stirring t......Read the rest...

...Here lies Anna, lost without her mate, he's promised to another, an honour, trapped within his fate. Savage, this hand, dealt in arcane amour, her affection cannot placate, nor dictate, ......Read the rest...

...Perhaps I’ll lose my leaves and stay this year, To join winter’s bleakest winds and hours; My northeast friends will leave and disappear For southern sun and obsequious flowers. Only a stray, ......Read the rest...

...Dark is the night, But, it is there that I found the quiet, Still, cool and gentle, Feeling so sentimental, Inviting me to breathe in… The music of hope and peace, The whisper of grace that agr......Read the rest...

...Breaking through day, the last night, where the mirror on glass lips posed for a new moon, that only masked its face in ebony brims of space trapping in my ache, with cedar pandoras ma......Read the rest...

...the worn-out jerseys those mud-smeared pants visions of brightest glory ~ heaps of bleakest misery yet hope springs eternal in the human breast next season begins anew ......Read the rest...

... War does not determine who is right - only who is left. - Bertrand Russell It’s a darkness so sad and grim, Dreams destroyed by the bleakest sins, It’s more than loss of life and l......Read the rest...

... Broken Beauty By Mark D. Stucky Glamour is a hollow, shiny shell, a rapid, pretty paint job on an insubstantial surface, that alluringly promises much but never sati......Read the rest...

...With Summer eye aglow, as sidewalks briskly bake. The stern teacher, asleep. Old books dusted with shake. In the Autumn, reopen. Reopen with Summer eye aglow, Buds open. The sea of Galilee,......Read the rest...

... melancholy bleeds tears of darkness, hues wistful, lonely weeping silently, night blazing with the grim, a shroud to confuse withdrawn into the......Read the rest...

...I rose like the phoenix I climbed out of the abyss when I was at my weakest Depression at its bleakest I had to keep moving, I simply could not stop For this to be possible my high standa......Read the rest...