Grasp Poems - Poems about Grasp

...As I pivot to confront my offspring, I anticipate the sight of terror etched in their innocent eyes, a reflected horror that would mirror the abyssal darkness that has long resided within me. Inst......Read the rest...

...The ending Many people have a fear of dying  they visualize a body rotting in a grave Yeah, this is true, but you are not there The essence of, call it the soul survives will live on, what y......Read the rest...

...passions of an ebbing heart embrace at last truth apart from all know norms confirmed against backgrounds absurd pining mem'ries claw back from time those deeds that erode my prime delivering b......Read the rest...

...Symphony of Shadows in the Moonlight In the calming hours of the night, when shadows dance upon the walls of consciousness, As twilight intertwines with the remnants of bygone dreams, My soul wand......Read the rest...

...Listen up, 'cause I'm about to break it down From caveman to spaceman, desires abound Security, survival, that's where it begins Food, water, shelter, protection from our sins But we ain't stop......Read the rest...

... In the quiet corners of my heart, Where pain and strength intertwine, You lean on me, expecting much, Unaware of the battles I silently fight. Your eyes sparkle with dreams ahead, Yet behind......Read the rest...

...so beauty new day sparrows singing early song before the new dawn ~ soft parted clouds perch up in lower heavens grasp sparrows sings to God ~ good new day precious Lord......Read the rest...

...Oh to the tree, The so abstraction of elation. There is one to which i go, To which i go and compose, Draft of intricacies beyond comprehension. Oh to the tree, Of complex mentions. I sit u......Read the rest...

...In the ethereal quiet of twilight's embrace, Where shadows weave tales of existence and pale light, Death steps softly, a silent harbinger, unveiling The veiled truths that our lives have cloaked ......Read the rest...

...In the melancholic hour of introspection, where twilight paints the sky with sadness, Religious souls often walk, hand in hand with righteousness, Forsaking the tender embrace of compassion for the......Read the rest...

...In the twilight realm, filled with unfulfilled dreams, Where shadows whisper tales of barren lives, People move as if in a trance, succumbing to the fragile Allure of surrender, seeking solace fro......Read the rest...

... In twilight’s grasp, where shadows cling, The Watchtower stands—a somber thing. Its stones, like secrets, cold and gray, Whisper tales of faith’s decay. Within those walls, devoutly blind, ......Read the rest...

...At dawn, the farmers grasp the ploughs, And stroll towards the fields along with bullocks, The bullocks jump up towards the fields after a long rest When the ......Read the rest...

...In the corridors of the modern soul, where echoes of ancient fears still whisper, We run, we chase, we bury ourselves in the clutter of endless pursuits, Like children caught in the thrall of a wil......Read the rest...

...Your grasp held me tight A willing prey I dutifully oblige embracing your whip I find happiness in its cut with a smile I gladly take each strike It’s an addiction your infliction, a bitters......Read the rest...