Rising Poems - Poems about Rising

It was once lost in the cold, From the fragments of a broken past. With each broken piece, A phoenix hás finally emerged. It pulled out from aghast. With every step taken, it found a renewed Voice. In a whispered cry,...Read the rest...

We were the best thing between us until we weren't. We had prolonged, timeless nights cuddling, and often, we couldn't stop. We were thick as thieves, two peas in a pod. We stay with each other,...Read the rest...

-Shining Moon- I see you peeking up from the ocean.. Hello my little friend Can you see me like I see you You look so bright Your smiling from below You start to wake up and enlighten the World But.. are people...Read the rest...

Rising sun illuminates the sky Clouds scatter by the way As speeding truck then another Erase the soft sounds of day Song birds sing in the following quiet The crows come to life again Morn's sun becomes much brighter My spirit comes...Read the rest...

Listen up, y'all! I've got a vision to share Of a world where corruption doesn't dare To rear its ugly head or show its face Where justice and fairness set the pace Imagine a place where bribes are extinct Where...Read the rest...

Do not promise me love, for promises fade with the rising sun, Like stars retreating to their celestial realms, their tales left unsung. Though I feel your warmth, a deep fear stirs within my soul, For love is...Read the rest...

Its been a show of force since my ancestors first swam over the umbilical. A strain of Loathing rings in our ears, A dog-whistle held by my personal demon, it's engraved with my name. I smile when...Read the rest...

Can we ever own anything that won’t own us back Can we ever say anything we’ll never retract Can we dream in the future while freeing the past Can we give without taking not first ever last Can the reasons become us excuses be damned Can fidelity triumph the truth...Read the rest...

A red sun rising soon turns gold So quiet this morning Nothing new being told Until the woodpecker's loud warning Heavenly Father what a beautiful sky A pale blue blanket cover Kissed by the sun's golden touch A stillness, quiet lightly...Read the rest...

Psalm 113:3 Amplified Bible 3 From the rising of the sun to its setting The name of the Lord is to be praised [with awe-inspired reverence]....Read the rest...

Trijan refrain Grief ascends with the rising moon 'neath frosted Winter skies A lone wolf howls, wailing a rune desperate for replies Her mate has died, she must lament beside him 'til last breath...Read the rest...

Night breaking up for the sun to fall, Its colorwise veil disperse on her snagged back— By morning, she lays her black cup down For she is the will of light. Its colorwise veil disperse on her snagged back, Dark...Read the rest...

our muse was shy so mind was caged and rendered impotent so ceasing all striving we renounced the urge to conjure a verse whereupon we were graced by a thunderous bliss surge there’s a learning in this which the ego missed...Read the rest...

Rising I rise to see the rising of our sun, ‘tho only To begin with, a fat quarter of her, For she is in great part hidden, Blocked by a line of trees. She comes… A...Read the rest...

Psalms 113:3 (KJV) “From the rising of the sun unto the going down of the same the LORD'S name is to be praised.” In his quiet way, touching, A kiss, a nudge, a whisper, Softly spoken moments, in...Read the rest...