Foreboding(A) Poems - Poems about Foreboding(A)

...Gloomy dismal, and forlorn... that's how this day was borne in a Greyling sallow place where death doth reign without a face. In a boneyard of decaying flesh, one fresh abyss was dug to th......Read the rest...

... Foreboding of a tempestuous storm, it blackens as it draws near, a cumulonimbus in towering form, extending to the troposphere, So cast off mooring and slacken the line, break free whil......Read the rest...

...I have foreboding My country is in frontline Of war that's brewing. ......Read the rest...

... Written: April 21, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...you appeared as a cherub In bejeweled emerald sky, tangled atop topaz pearl tributary in a sweeping sha......Read the rest...

...There is a story in the wind Of Mother Nature's son And her retribution For the mad path that he'd begun. Of all her creatures big and small, Just one caused her worry. His intrusion and arr......Read the rest...

...Steeped in mysterious magic fearlessly they go an eerily mischievous bird you’re never far from a crow Mystical messenger of the occult blackest black obsidian plume baneful omen of death the......Read the rest...

...I know I should be extremely grateful For God's gift of life But I have no life at all Trapped like a rat Behind four foreboding walls No one rings And no one calls Trapped on an isolated......Read the rest...

...We sail through life upon stormy waters And sometimes calm We need to keep stable To survive and keep afloat Sometimes we use a compass and sextant To navigate steering in the right direction E......Read the rest...

...Dear secret, have I depicted your story? Can I finally now lay you to rest? Please understand, I never bid farewell, Esteem I cannot forget, From mutual feelings shown through quiet years, ......Read the rest...

...Spring Abounds In Abundant Bountiful Glory The sun above opens up the door Morbid dark foreboding skies Get swept away The treasure chest opens up once more And spills its overflowing treasures ......Read the rest...

...This is a small tribute to one of England's Finest world war 1 poets who died A week before the great war ended. Nov. 4th 1918 Train of Silenced Voices Fares settled in bloo......Read the rest...

... Is not ‘Mother’ the sweetest word in the dictionary? She's one’s closest friend, companion, and guide. How can I restrict her within the frame of a poem, when my entire world circled......Read the rest...

...Through shadowed trails, beneath the moon’s cold stare, Its Amber gaze: a burden hard to bear. This feathered prize found peace in my gut, No slumber dreamt; no answer could I get. E......Read the rest...

...What be Ye, Preacher or Mortician? A mortician prepares and buries the remains. The hole he or she digs is for a lifeless corps, free of soul. And the eulogy is of poppies and the utteran......Read the rest...

...“THERE IS A DARKNESS Peer through the rippling, thinning veil into that darkness" By Sponsor John Lawless Confessing she w......Read the rest...