Die Away Poems - Poems about Die Away

...In earth's mournful sigh, the day does fade, A quietus bow, as light to dark is made. The sun descends; its fervor now grown still, As night's embrace, a somber, haunting thrill. Death's whispe......Read the rest...

...He is cranking up the old rusty engine again, but all that work is in vain, sweat is running from his anxious face and grease is spilling all over the place. There he goes again with his tool bag and......Read the rest...

...You’ve created this storm inside me The rainfall that happens to be tears I shed for you for the sake of feeling empty I call out to you, sincerely and bitterly throughout the years Thunderclou......Read the rest...

... "The Immensities" I shut out the world and inside me the deep azurine blue jumbled pieces of unread hues between the boundaries of the lost world within me......Read the rest...

...When I see your fantasy, My heart is filled with ecstasy; Roses my eyes do see. When I set them to lie, Over night's terrors they can't survive But in your beauteous light do rely. Goodnight ......Read the rest...

...I've seen a man Who lied in bed His soul was deepest black I've seen a girl He wanted dead She never did come back Maybe she did die away Like the man, to a heart attack Maybe she’s ali......Read the rest...

...Everyone Is dropping dead but the dead no longer care, they have left this fatal life to be truly living while other’s are being buried as they emerge from a womb. It’s all good, all ordained b......Read the rest...

..."Rambling is a mood enhancer and it is during my ramblings that Nature talks to me in inaudible whispers and I am struck by the silent beauty around me" ......Read the rest...

...Fall at your own feet as subsided as you wanted to push me Choke on your breath as mine was to be taken You cannot control Me Fall at your own feet live as obscure as you tried to ......Read the rest...

...For Professor Shea’s Class On Cultural Globalization “The Forest of Generations” The forest of generations Each tree with a tale to tell Upon the rings of their foundations Where each histor......Read the rest...

...Do you remember that ghost-eyed dog on the beach who always came so close to hunt us with her love? She became one with the waves now, washing away our hues and shades, blessing the wet san......Read the rest...

...The last time, I looked at my checking account, I saw a colossal bunch of zeroes, six figures, With a zero in front of the other numbers; I had zero interest credited to my account. I started lau......Read the rest...

...as the Towers die away alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll where I stood far from shards of glass fire, horror, disaster they televised only elemental chaos cold rains passed through a n......Read the rest...

...The first train, a smoke puffing monster, ran in India, Moving like a millipede, cautious, yet, no phobia; As though well-chosen astronauts, lucky four guests traveled, In cozy, cool, curtained co......Read the rest...

...It was a long time ago, ten thousand years or so, when magic and crows, held premium pose and place among many untold. It mattered not if there was heat or cold, all the people sang my p......Read the rest...