End Poems - Poems about End

Silent generation stay stoic, speechless, pout, watching time run out Boomers shout while Gen X'ers rant Millenials meanwhile, run fast, breathless, noisily pant Gen Zs the end now, run can't ...

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Let the Hope of Glory rise, Burning bright within our skies. That which once was dry shall live, Breathing in the life He'll give. The keys of change are now in hand, Don’t leave your dreams in a distant land. Hopes and vaults from the past release - For this new season brings strength and peace. New strength, new joy, now fill the...

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Poets who cry Jesters goodbye Alone in the dark Old heartaches to mark Time closing in Memories thin Whispers and tears Finality — near (Villanova University: June, 2025) ...

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The red curtains lift and the day begins The sun steps up, introducing herself Most of us don’t dare to look at her directly a whispering wind enters declaring that the world is ending today In this abandoned theatre The last place humans are We sit enjoying the play with a glorious farewell performance from...

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I've never a friend like you before Never a close confidante The person you are I just simply adore No better a friend I could want In common all things, not from bias I say But the fact is the fact is it's true Regardless if ever we'll see our someday My best friend will always be you...

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When handed a stuffed pullet looks like a stunned mullet should I turn surly in high dudgeon please don't bludgeon this old curmudgeon and not to be outdone altho' I am an only son blame my parents by all means as I'm the result of their poor genes which run the gamut of the spectrum but I don't care one bit not a jot nor give a sh*t more politely put I...

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Don't want to put a hex on things But this winter is feeling more like spring The grass in the park across the way Is popping up thinking it's a warm spring day No no lie down you silly grass Winter's still here you're making me laugh Everyone and everything is so confused The weather gods must be quite amused If only this...

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cursive letters pale fade into weathered parchment— they were stories once....

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Let Me Say My Goodbyes At the End of a Long Summer's Day Let me say my Goodbyes At the end of a long Summer's day, When the light lies long and the breeze is soft, While wheeling birds carry the sky aloft While Summer's sweet warmth still holds its sway While the Sun's strong magic stills the light Before the...

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Everything has an END The time I spEND And sentiments I intEND With my family and friENDS But not with Jesus Everything has an END The breath I expEND Trying to drive a point to its END Maybe just driven crazy as one may contEND Jesus I need you now “All things must come to an END” Said Chaucer as the 1300’s would dispEND Never say never:...

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Verse 1- Pick up the present put the past down, with the future in the front it makes sense now, ain't no time for getting past this, put the finger to the trigger with no witneas, if this is life I won't miss it, coming off the press like I'm a misprint, the barrel getting...

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I want to die— not in screams, not in blood, but in a quiet room where no one waits for me. I think of suicide like a lullaby I hum alone, a final note to silence the noise in my head that never rests. But I'm scared. I'm afraid of the rope, afraid of the pills, afraid of the fall— not just the pain, but the fact that I...

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When Will This All End? The world is at war with no regret. What kind of civil war is this? Nothing ever changes. Leaders are restless. Another missile in the sky. Another person will die. No meaning of this. Leaders will never quit. Always something to prove. Another bullet goes through. Never ending death. Another...

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The fab four...not Scouse superstar serenaders.. Stellar constellations of cricketing fascinations... Connoisseur christened, humdinger harbingers.. Listen…whispers of willow wizardry whistle…glisten.. Skipper sorcery glow…celestial cerebral Martin Crowe.. Appetites whet..forget the quartet..for the fab four is no more.. Game's pantomime dame, Kohli...encores harangued.. Creeping crepuscular flaws…Virat’s ersatz career nadir scores.. Smith's sisyphean shuffles..flummoxed fossicking for form.. In mists of time..muffled murmurs of his prime... Two...

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[Verse 1] I’ve been searching for answers In the silence of the night Why’d you walk away from love Without a word, without a fight? It’s hard enough with just the truth— But the silence cuts deeper than goodbye. [Pre-Chorus] Every moment feels like a prison without end The verdict was spoken, but I can’t comprehend Chains of memories, still hangin’ in the wind Living in...

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