Endings Poems - Poems about Endings

being that word said no other words nor that one can interruptions disrupt the instantaneous flow seemingly but nothing is everything a paradox or a miracle or words are pretenders until discovered to be appearances what's out there and in here appearances of...

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A neighbor of ours died recently…unloved, old and all alone. She was found, by a person walking his dog, in the doorway of her home. She was a little bit crazy which made her angry, abusive, and mean with no-one to say goodbye or mourn her…it was the saddest ending I’ve ever seen. But the world is filled with...

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Now, when we were small, we were totally sure the stars wouldn’t move as we scanned the great sky, and we knew enough, with no need to know more. Did we ever question, or think to ask why? We lay on our backs and could feel the earth move, so why should we need to know why the sky’s...

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This, is where it began, and this is where it ended. Here my heart knew it must close what it started. I gave you my heart, but you knew I never belonged there before I had a chance to walk away you made friends with the grim reaper and sent him out to play. Play time's over. Now it's time for time-out. Let's think hard...

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R-ed E-nds B-lue E-xpressing C-elebrant's C-rimson A-ctivity ©bfa041425 Monocrostic (Birthday of Rebecca Enriquez) ...

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I get tired of starting over I finally realized that nothing stays Good things come and go Bad things will come but the stronger ones will get through it Nothing has changed me more than the bad things I try my hardest to be positive but just keeps happening Is there a man out there who will...

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There's no more turning back, There's no time left to heal; ...

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Captivated by your light, faded but still bright, I wish you’d put up a ferocious fight, I miss you being in my sight, You made the art of falling in love joyous, never a plight....

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I said goodbye, with a soft sigh. No words could explain this moment, Shadows of doubt, shaded by death Impressing the notes of a song, breathless and wild Restoring my faith, yet it wouldn’t see the grace, Beneath the autumn romance, that second chance When the wind drifted across the hills, Pressing in on my soul – accusing, coloring my life So bold,...

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there is a quickening in the forest robins sing to us of universal sharing as the earth calls us to hear again the song of life a thin brown layer of soil is all we have between ourselves and oblivion a new language is needed drums from Africa echoing through termite mounds to the savanna of a loving way I made a choice to be vegetarian, then...

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In her bedroom, Shayla sits alone, Her drawings scattered, her heart turned to stone. She pulls off her glasses, a sigh escapes her lips, "My whole life," she murmurs, "a maze I've slipped." Her hair, a cascade of brown, falls to her shoulder's grace, She waves her hand, a yearning, a pleading space. For Charles, the one she loves, but he...

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Under the pouring rain, I no longer have thoughts of you Or of your lingering presence And your condemning silence. To live another day without you Feels easier as I stand drenched. Under the pouring rain, I could look back at history And not feel the wrenching pain in my chest Or the knot in my throat. I could think of you with tenderness And not...

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Afloat in a river of stars, Ecstasy knits the raft of thoughts, A destination is what I seek, Sailing away mindlessly, expecting the waters to speak. The water calmly paves the way ahead, As the fog of disturbance clears. Hesitation takes bravery’s stead, A detour that feeds on our fears. Darkness fills the air, It shadows the glorious sheen. The magnificent aurora- my trail ahead, Now...

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Why curtain down It's like closing eyes The hammer falling Sinking beneath Dropping off the face of the Earth The diminishing sound of the final bell Closing the...

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I wish the smoking would hurry up and kill me. Too much of a coward to hold the revolver to my head and pull. I wish the cancer would drool through my veins like the scattered kisses I’d give his face. I wish my antipsychotics tasted like strawberries and the assessments were an hour shorter. I wish talking about...

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