Labored Poems - Poems about Labored

...I sit here and I ponder will I be one of yours? A deathbed confession that you have to relieve yourself of before exiting this world A regret, a mistake, a lonely night without her there, a gentle t......Read the rest...

...heaven was not what Charlene expected. She was thinking Jesus. Instead, she found a bubble of a pink day moon lounging over a meadow Her body had stopped hurting, or maybe not, she had left it behi......Read the rest...

... One at a time He climbs the steps breath uneven, labored Though crossing crowded streets he's agile as a jaybird ......Read the rest...

...Against the backdrop of a leaden sky, where dreams lie shattered, Beneath the heavy burden of pain, with echoes in sacred silences, I lay down verses at dusk, where words are lost to the wind, A s......Read the rest...

...Of the created lot, Am the meandering one, A mass of battling red, Am always on a steady diet Ever since the mothers bred. Chemicals galore in profound reacts When devils dare to tread, The f......Read the rest...

......or It's good to be the king! What was't made King Cole Such a merry old soul As he sucked on his pipe, And he supped from his bowl, And he fiddled around With three young court musicians? ......Read the rest...

... Tho' bore your fate 'tis artless place you lone Your girth--your hold freedoms--your claims be more Restrained your gambled trade choice place bemoan Shewn thee frankly tho' toughened be your co......Read the rest...

...Long have they labored in their mossy wetness. Weeping stones, time-etched into permanence. For Those sorrowing marble angels are no longer lamenting A long-buried woe. Sometimes I think ......Read the rest...

... Her trace of terror remains in every home. The fear of death lingers wherever she roams. Although improved and four years removed, We will always remember her tyrannical rule; And never f......Read the rest...

... cold sweat t r i c k l e s d o w n your fevered brow. the mountain wind, an unf......Read the rest...

...She haunted me as a child, Staring quietly from her watercolor world. Her strange presence called me. Powder-white skin and rouge cheeks, Pencil-thin brow over Dark-rimmed eyes Shedding a s......Read the rest...

... “I thought about the former days, the years of long ago.” Psalms 77:5 NIV If you saw something beautiful in a people, a place, a thing; If you heard about something captivating and fantastic;......Read the rest...

...I rose early today before the dream’s end tried to hold on to its tail before shaken loose, watching the Nightly race off, to dive into the fading dark at the horizon. Dreams are like ......Read the rest...

...Tjhe Cretans have centered there intentions made foly of the traditions stood in the Pool of Rightousness to drink the wines of endearment and affection callously they decieve for those who bel......Read the rest...

... And though my bones begin to ache With every labored breath I take And energy that once implored Has now, it seems, been run and floored I still awake with fervent prayer ......Read the rest...