Doleful Poems - Poems about Doleful

A willow trembles in the breeze And stoops in awe as angels sneeze; Quaking feebly to its knees, Bending, doleful, if you please. A day, as this, when squalls blow wild The willow cries ~ as like a child; Deserted, sad, forlorn, beguiled, And all aloof, left out, exiled. Now her branches droop away Blenching down throughout the day; Keeping blusts of gusts at bay Harboured...

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Love is the sound of your seraphic voice singing a soothing song serenading the deepest depths of my doleful searching soul amid the cacophony and clamor of chaos...

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Lonesome gusts thrust their course Through doleful hours of the night; Every head eased and slumberous, Except one that here inks its plight. Blissfully prostrate with remiss peace Lapses every somnolent eye and ear; Savoring stretches of boundless rest, Apart from these ones wrung by fear. Every bosom caressed by another Now happiest lies in soothing rest, But this one ever friendless pines...

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Distances make us cry.... But these distances teach us substantiality and give us the art of sacrifice...... not just now but even more and more times the thought of distances come to your alley to make you bitterly cry..... even in a dream distances harry...... not the work but The distances make you weary..... yearn remains but nothing can...

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Across the floor I watch you slowly dance; your arms around his waist while cheek to cheek, and lost so deeply in his soft romance while swaying to the beat of love’s mystique. And here I’m standing lost within this crowd of all the lonely men that you’ve dismissed; my ardent feelings hidden by a shroud; I’m sure you’re unaware that I...

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Wanna go on a long drive somewhere.. Where? to a distant place quite far in a car. Where do you want to go? Where, nobody can find me nor trace me. With whom? Gonna spend time alone.. and not with known. Can I know the reason? It might seem mind-boggling to be like that when i'm feeling lost. Okay, you may proceed Bye, take care. 5-7-2020...

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Vague words lead poets to heady heights far yonder If we, like Wordsworth, seek a path to’ wander.’ But words there are whose power is less prolific, Dwindling fast the more they are specific. Sententious and meaningful are rhymes Which great poets have utilized at times as when a line whose somber end is ‘womb’ finds in...

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In doleful shadows I lie, Never touched by the moonlight, Nor shun upon by the sun, My existence is an eternal Autumn, And the tempest of sighs hidden by the wind, And the rain of eternal tears, Washes the marble slab covering, My remains....

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bright dreams paler hue black clouds on my horizon streams of misery...

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The pitter patter of a doleful rain doth resound Satiatiating solace and inner peace are drowned Guttural drips seep into my porous, emotive ground Brackish hope drains through my bleached mound Saturated soul shutters as the eroding waves continually pound For jaundiced psche no awning can be found Sorrowful torrents spin my head round and round Moldy dreams my mildewing conscience doth surround A...

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