Pensiveness Poems - Poems about Pensiveness

...I take an unhurriedly walk through the virgin forest with paths fully covered with brittle leaves, its trees emit mournful laments to protest its anguishing fate until spring arrives and transfo......Read the rest...

...It has been growing upon me, this sense of exposure in a photograph. Ever since I noticed that people were as much a shadow as the sun among dark tree branches. It has grown on me, this fee......Read the rest...

...I've given myself some ideal times to reckon. My musings meander for no apparent reason I don't settle what to predict on the challenge. Where I'm being idling within the lucid adag......Read the rest...

...Could it be the state of tranquility Despite the times they are being loquacious Or this event of serendipity For meeting this person quite so gracious Is it his presence is a sweet lagniappe ......Read the rest...

... She left me enlightened With her “Heart’s Imagination” Taught me about love In the ink of “Melting Point” She gave me a whisper of insight Within the breath of “O ......Read the rest...

...It has been growing upon me, this sense of extra exposure in a photograph. I’m beginning to peer out like the moon behind dark branches. It has been coming upon on me, this feeling of ......Read the rest...

...My last breath Before you sleep take my last breath from my soul For I weep from the pain A pain so pensiveness it withers my insides away I have lost you in a place I felt safe, now I’m surround......Read the rest...

...It has been growing upon me, this sense of exposure in a photograph. Ever since I noticed that people were as much a shadow as the sun among dark tree branches. It has been growing on me, t......Read the rest...

...Tears are born in the corners of my eyes as sorrow to fall down my cheeks in grief kissing my lips with misery in silence to fall from my chin as despair finally into a pool......Read the rest...

...imaginations abide in perfection lasting but a moment transitory as snow in indelible impressions chrysalis asleep waiting in the wings active b......Read the rest...

...At the time of my decision later in life, I was not a neophyte nor did I experience an inhibition in using my paints and brushes. I had loved to draw since I was a child- mostly enthralled to e......Read the rest...

...Though a wimpy, tiny, and puny (smaller than a breadbox) Ogre whereat my portable minuscule fingerhut size adobe abode ex posed to Strunk and White raw grammatical elements of style, I counte......Read the rest...

...The little window that overlooks Those wild wooded acres beyond it Has now a flimsy layer of mist Upon its translucent glass panes And whiter seem the snow covered woods. Etching with soft fi......Read the rest...

...On the sandy knoll he stands, a solitary, forlorn figure gazing at the sky. It’s a clear night, and hundreds of stars shimmer like fireflies pinned to the firmament. His eyes fix on one of them, a tw......Read the rest...

...She smile at me and my good looks appear Her teeth beautifully arrange in the same bright and white of eyes She make her curvy walk on the street, and her untainted pensiveness transform the pl......Read the rest...