Closure Poems - Poems about Closure

...I understand; I was wrong. I know I hurt you all along. I don't understand why you had to leave. But it's fine if you choose to forget me. Yet all I wanted was a simple closure. Between us is ......Read More

... "Oak" The guardians stood around and shook their heads great thoughts quivering from the ground, roots up, as if to walk confidently with great armie......Read More

..."You are an avenger" "You are a spy" I am those, but more I am the Black Widow. I have blood on my hands, my face I have hunted people and betrayed. I have run to relish my freedom but realise......Read More

...i’m in your classroom now it’s still not mine. at least not in my head and i won’t lie and tell you i didn’t think about you every 5 minutes. you are a year older and now i’m living everythin......Read More

... Closure to Fine I wander lot and wonder, I search lot and surrender though being inquisitive : staying sensuous emotive; My treasure in shrine ......Read More

... Caressing the skies with gentle light Wishes alive, studding the dark night Precious as the scarlet, streaked gold Heavy hand of grace, strong and bold Whispering closure, summer’......Read More

...Kind, like the time hope Filled me with light, Sunrise showing up in the dawn, Silencing the dark and gentling A calm breathed through the oaks, Compassionate, dreamy Feelings bleeding through......Read More

...The sun tugs young hours, Wrings the day. Flowers spring, Pupils play, Waitlessness on one youngling. Longing eyes cashed the calendar, But father’s clock ticks. Abysmal second......Read More

...A hug they call it, a sweet embrace, I see naught much more than casual waste. Hear this: When two wrap arms those two touch hearts. Loves Warmth is shared! A tethered hearth! Drov......Read More

... I have had the pleasure Of watching one’s treasure And dared to then measure What one did at leisure… Man fails not to treasure What fetches him pleasure: For them goes at leisure And th......Read More

...Here I sit on this night so still, not a rustle in the leaves nor a stirring in the grass. No whispers intrude; naught but mine. Ill news after days spent ill, unwelcome foreword to grief i......Read More

... Spring Is Not All Spring is not all, not just a solution, neither everlasting nor savior yet abloom flowers in decoration. Shimmering Sun on soft behavi......Read More

... *Image of Face On by WSJ. Apologists ...anywhere and about, an apology alters an argument. Before--bickering breaths boxed bigotry besides bettering bases. Closure cutoffs, co......Read More

...“Death is the gateway to eternity”...by poet. Several times in my life death has held my hand and led me into the land of the dead. We live, we die, ......Read More

...Eviscerate my being! Distort my face! Bring me closure to my ego; replace! Seizure in dark games through which we interlace, Beckoning the reaper's embrace. Subvert my empathy! Break me in......Read More