End Poems - Poems about End

Burning like fever in the spring our love affair was on the wing then drifted away on the summer wind now I'm thinking of you how good it used to be holding on to precious memories and every teardrop has a tale to tell every teardrop fills a wishing well changing like autumn leaves that fall your love it comes and goes then melts away...

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The End To The Beginning A burdened remorse of forlorn futures, Though ability lies in the hands of the beholder, As rues and woes swallow thy thoughts, But shall'nt one upon change ponder, How beginnings lead to ends, While they waltz with the former, When a drop of reform wallows in self pity, Must'nt one indulge upon polish, Within ourselves lie our flaws, devoid...

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The Black Box They came to the house for the wrong reason. In the end… They didn’t care, any address would do, as long as the reports were made, and the numbers taken down before the beginning of the next shift. They came, and they tested and then they required adherence to the law. What law? The one law...

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What is the meaning of it all? If I told you, you’d surely bawl. Cry like a baby, yes you would, If all of truth you understood. Truth can be so enlightening, Also, can be quite frightening. For from the start, we’ve known it all. Our greatest challenge is recall. When recalled the truth is real, All empty spaces it will fill. We all were...

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The voice within, a whisper bruised, Fights the noise the world has used To carve a man from primal bone To cage the beast, to leash the lone. The mind, a mat where wars unfold, Instincts wild, but nurtured cold. They tame him not with chains or rods, But with applause and wooden Gods. He wears the mask, rehearsed and tight, Performs by day,...

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The end of days is a term Dark enough To make men squirm And real enough In a way To make one consider His final day… Without regrets…who’s to say And doing so I must look back On what I wrought And what I wrecked What I built And what I broke What I gave And what I took Then the book that tallies sums Finds me wanting And then some For...

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Looking for the end of the search~ and it turns out the end of the search is already the Looking ...

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a fall leaf f l o a t s I hear melancholy notes . . . snow drifts d o ...

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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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