Dark Hours Poems - Poems about Dark Hours

...We live; To be the ones who sing and dance. We love; And do in variety and kind. We cry; In pain but also out of joy. We envy; That denied, forbidden us. We eat; To fill or j......

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...It now sneaks up within the grey And brings the Arctic air our way Its evil spell is taking hold So we must brace against the cold. Celsius degrees hit sub zero And small mammals burro......

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...In the dark hours of Thursday morning, at 4:26am, a young boy voice screaming was heard from the vatican city walls. The Vatican walls threw back the echoes of Sodomy,rape, paedophilia, and financ......

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...like shadows they follow us they tell their stories on pages that may or may not be seen, or read, we a'muse them - "we", of course, are truly inconsequential in the greater scheme of thi......

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...Who am I is a question, That baffles and confuses me. Aren’t I a stranger to myself, When in me angels and demons cohabit, Dwelling side by side. Sometimes I am mired in confusion. Sometimes ......

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...* for my dear State of Maine * ~ such tears we shed for tender flesh that dearest matter, bullets thresh oh, how can we e’er learn to trust ......

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..."As water flows down when a faucet is turned on, thoughts and feelings pour out into a journal cleansing the heart" ~ By Poet I keep a journal, a treasure chest of memories. Where I record ea......

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...I was assaulted last night, sleepless gray hands attached to an insane mind kept me on the edge of delirium. Mind attacks are never real but when the dark hours cling to you like spiders you ......

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...Sitting on a chair at the front door, wishing for cars to stop by the road, waiting until the dark hours of the night; Night would be bright if their shadows would show. Holding my wife's ha......

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...I have emptied my heart into these pages My pen has bled words in red You can look straight into me I have painted me as I am Honest and truthful I don’t want to be a sham Here ......

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...The golden hour for rising has arrived, and there are violet roses in the sky, So, I bid hello to you, my robust friend, as the vibrant, cerise birds float by. The obsidian night, it was very lon......

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...Be sure you’re in before midnight On the Eve of Halloween Or you could get more than a fright From the awful things you’ve seen. The Trick or Treating finished, The children safe in bed ......

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...jeezis … didn’t you know? you HAD to know you were there, too you felt it - you said so before I said a WORD you had expressed it … perfectly you were the river I swam up slow deep pris......

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...I have mirrored the whole of my life On this mercurial surface I have painted myself on this glossy canvas My pen has bled words in red You can look straight into me As you see my reflection o......

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...O God of the universes of Creation as a whole I raise my hands; and open my heart and soul.' Prostrate I call upon your power, to bless my Friends in these long dark hours' these days Long abhorr......

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