Heaviness Poems - Poems about Heaviness

...There is a silence before the fall— not the absence of sound, but the heaviness of it, thick as fog, as thick as the space between heartbeats, when every thought crowds the same narrow room. Th......

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...You too much, you too much You too much (you too much) You too much, child you too much (you too much) Rich in thought Heavy, heaviness brought Banish the thought that's you're to......

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...I saw him in the corridor — my mind stopped for a moment, all my emotions rushing back, stunned, yet I kept walking. Once I was away, I crossed a wall — and broke down, tears flowing down my......

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...Into your being, Aeolus blew an enthusiastic hunger, Driving your curious and passionate nature To swirl together in an eclectic dance, Displaying a prismatic array of imaginative hues, a zeal......

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...In silence, words disappear, Unspoken—louder than any sound. A heart longs to be understood, But the world is too vast, too harsh. A voice is lost in the noise— Not because it isn’t there, Bu......

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...I turned fourteen, the world turned cold, The light I knew felt strange, controlled. They said these years would shape my soul— But all I feel is lost and old. I used to laugh, just ‘cause I co......

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...In the silence, I hear my own voice A whispered longing, a heart that makes some noise I reach for connection, a gentle touch But find instead a space that's too much The weight of unspoken wor......

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...Have you ever felt the weight of your heart in your chest? The low, saddened beats that echo through your entire being? The way it feels as if it was trying to fall out of your body and onto the floo......

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...“as we passed her she did wilt which caused in us sense of guilt since our stance perhaps did cause to put her heart’s joy on pause   though we’re gentle, not hostile we diminished ......

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...Every moment we have, it’s not ours to idle away, It’s not ours to cosy in slumber, The night is not faceless, And the day is not merely a superficial series of events. We walk through a door l......

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...He cups the weight of her small breasts, cradles them with reverential hands, weighs the balance of gravity, the pressure of pleasure. He wonders about this passion for the petite and elfin, ......

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...LAO TZU ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS IV The Roots of Turbulence by Lao Tzu, translation by Michael R. Burch Heaviness lies at the root of lightness; stillness begets turbulence. Thus the nobleman he......

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...Pray for me, brother; There are words stuck behind my tongue That I have carried in my heart, For life can tire the tongue— Because our moments for words are few. The world does not w......

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...Far from the sea I'm trying to set myself free Tears flowing like a river I have no idea when will it be over You left in March, now it's almost May Still, I'm asking myself why didn't you stay?......

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...What do you do when your head feels like a million pounds, your chest is buried underground, where worms and slugs and filth abound, and rocks compound overhead, compounding a heaviness whic......

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