Evenings Poems - Poems about Evenings

... Nights once amiss Now birth cerebral bliss Evenings belong to caring for Oneself Lovely potions and Serums lining the shelf A cup of steam next to a Lover dreaming Worries now a focus of mi......Read the rest...

...One of soft summer evenings is fading and passers go by Cappuccino in hand and a cig, you relax in delight Sick and happy you sit, and it must be your favorite style Or at least that's the way I r......Read the rest...

...In the quiet morning, light pierces the dawn, Each ray a soft reminder: Breathe deeply, Step forward without hesitation. Moments cascade like a gentle river, Passing over pebbles, arou......Read the rest...

... Although by necessity, some people utilize me by day, For most people, I come to comfort and relax them at night. Whether by night or by day, In December or the month of May, Without warning,......Read the rest...

...I was a celebrated, professional psychic, offering glimpses of rosy future; And helping people work through problems, like pink moon, come sooner. I had learnt to talk with the spirits, a......Read the rest...

... Chilling remains haunt On these cold April evenings I wish I'd forget See the stars dancing Flying among them are dreams So out of reach now You inspired hope Now you are a memory......Read the rest...

... The political biochemistry of triumphs and defeats Lives its spasmodic life Consisting of precious milliseconds, Precise calculations and brutal muscle power. But this bodily activity Doesn't......Read the rest...

...On the prairies in the land of the living sky a passion for watching the infusion of colours as clouds endlessly float by some lined with silver others the purest of white from thick heavy l......Read the rest...

...My eyes open with the morning to witness the break of dawn and we waited quietly in the room for the signal to begin our journey at noon. The instructions were clear and everyone was briefed on wh......Read the rest...

...I smile, deceiving time, but my bewitching heart weeps, In the evenings when loneliness spreads its canvas with sparse stars. To love you – means I wish you fields of poppies under the illuminated ......Read the rest...

...Your indifference is the abandoned torch that scours old bridges, Hiding in shadows the echoes of each tremulous and cold step. Your wounds, coppery reliefs that lure me dishonorably, Urge me to e......Read the rest...

...Big yellow buses, on days when it rains, Olympus for chips, then waiting for trains, Long summer evenings, with walks in the park, Town Hall, tall chimneys, a Jack Russell’s bark, Open front door......Read the rest...

... The trees are beginning to turn inward towards sleep and are letting go of leaves dressed in their funereal finery of yellow, orange and red. They fall like severed wings. The heavy shade ......Read the rest...

... Know a sweet lady who was once a nurse In a home for retired folks A perfect personality to take care of the aged Such tender caring she evokes Her sweet loving nature was a perfect m......Read the rest...

...from your first born, when you grab a dusting of talc, crushed with late night feeds, stirring in bouncing and stories on a knee, adding a layer of stumbled steps, with a batter thickly made of le......Read the rest...