Falling Poems - Poems about Falling

... In the moments just before dawn, before the brilliance of the morning sun, arises hope because love has won. Oh, yes, His love has born a heart who is forever adoring, always outpouri......Read the rest...

... An ancient mariner in the seamless sea, I’m sailing for ages in the intuited undefined course in sparkling sunshine and tormenting tempest, on the rolling timeless teal waves, rising high ......Read the rest...

...I think I found the one for me Who's there to help this I see I found the one who makes me feel Cared for and loved and keeps it real I found the one who ease my pain Nothing less and more to g......Read the rest...

...Where did it go wrong? We made a lot of sweet promises Weak foundation, broken soul Endless days of torture and snoring Now, my life is falling The day you left I died Vultures are still feas......Read the rest...

...Almost everyday there's another problem And I don't gotta therapist to help me solve them I don't tell no one this, but when I was young and blitz I'd cry alone and watch the flowers blossom I ......Read the rest...

...Oh, a shadow of the being in the tattered drapes of day, You play upon the stage of the world with a smile borrowed from another vision. You are a dancer in the whirl of human bustle and retreat, ......Read the rest...

...I was a woke shrink, I sadly write this verse. My patients came in bad shape, ended up worse. Today there was Cohen, who thought he was French. I told him either way, his privilege gave a stench......Read the rest...

...In the hall destined for silence, where no word incarnates into awakening, A desolate abode, where the heart rests free and in falling. Torn tears flow, rivers of troubled and sluggish melancholy, ......Read the rest...

...Is it Spring? How long has it been? Is it Spring? I don’t see the grass growing, the lawns are dry, the leaves are falling off the trees and the temperature is burning at a hundred and thirty degrees......Read the rest...

... Written: April 16, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She slowly releases her pen and descends, Tucking neatly inside her purse, my friend. Once cherished, a let......Read the rest...

...The Flower Seller Amelia wares un- cuticled painted nails, She hop scotches a pirate on one leg, Tip-toeing long sun cast morning shadows, beneath billowing hand stitched, salty sails; ......Read the rest...

...Most women have grown tired of just being women, Weary of always being the flowers of unending seasons, awaiting to be plucked And placed in vases for gazes that never feel their roots; They, the ......Read the rest...

...Your indifference, the breath that sparked the fire beneath bridges, Where my once sure steps now breach bonds and ridges. Your scars are but an alluring landscape, Their call, an echo urging me t......Read the rest...

...Beams of sultry light. Reflecting dim flight, As fireflies flicker and swarm, Cascade around my form. The book reveals its worn pages. Drifting through the ages. Memories of bygone times. The......Read the rest...

...In that day, when seeking Gods word. For, purpose in this life not expecting much. Growing up in church following along. Mom, would say you need to go church to be good. Great grandma saying shhh......Read the rest...