Short Rifting Poems
Short Rifting Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Rifting by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Rifting by length and keyword.
Drifting off to sleep
Resting the body and mind
Eyes closed, dreaming deep
After dark, our thoughts unwind
Maybe we're all conscious blind
Categories:
rifting, dream, sleep,
Form:
Acrostic
D rifting farther from the light,
E ntering a state of numbness.
A nother sob from my bedside,
T ears falling freely from loved ones.
H ere I meet my end,
S tepping into a world of nothing.
Categories:
rifting, dark, death, fate, poems,
Form:
Acrostic
J-ar of hearts, kept in faint.
A-s a ghost of past lurk behind the rain.
I-solation of time changed everything, but heart remained the same.
L-osing identity in ego, time revived the old flame.
E-verything which wrapped, kept, was twirled in our quizzical caves
D-rifting upon the dreams, wondered if we still in the same waves
Categories:
rifting, heart,
Form:
Acrostic
In the long silent hour before the break of dawn
I wake to gentle light within my heart
My drowsy eyes turn to wander
Where window gazing, finds a crescent moon
Rifting the darkness, and against it's light
A magnolia branch is stenciled, black and keen
Three stars are tangled in the topmost bough...
And because deep loveliness is there,
I think of you.....
Categories:
rifting, love
Form:
Free verse
Drifting down to us as pearly flakes,
Ever drifting like a silver dream,
Comes that special time when faces gleam;
Earth‘s populace with good will awakes!
Merry is this end time of the year.
Bright are memories we make and keep.
Ermine-covered, nature goes to sleep.
Regardless, festivity draws near!
Categories:
rifting, december,
Form:
Acrostic
shifting
drifting
dark heart
torn apart
bleedin
seeping
needin
weeping
take me
shape me
start to
knead me
guts on floor
i am yours
seams rifting
soul lifting
i just died
inside your eyses tonight
embrace light
cuz your mine
i cross the line
was elsuive
no exuses
its time
for me to shine
to my lovely p.d. she will always be the beauty that calms my beast
Categories:
rifting, loveme, me,
Form:
Free verse
As your anxiety becomes alarming.
You enter a place that is charming.
As you guard your doom-
There is hope of joy to consume.
If you speak your innocence.
Your self-hatred will no longer make sense.
In this world- you are always shifting.
So that the two islands- past and present- are no longer rifting.
Your secrets will be shared and never be restored.
Which creates an embrace so joyful, that your tranquility will soar!
4/5/2022
Categories:
rifting, anxiety,
Form:
Rhyme