Short Travailing Poems
Short Travailing Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Travailing by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Travailing by length and keyword.
Unwrapping a Day With Hope
Unwrapping a Day With Hope
reflections
in a mirror
wear questions
a soul barren
of answers---
unequivocal
travailing
considerations
traverse
the spirit
cycling ideas
undeniable
it is
it’s now
unquestionable
clinging now
to grace
indisputable
wrapping
with faith
the questions
unwrapping
the gift
of hope
All Rights Reserved @ Debra Squyres 2013...
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Categories:
travailing, faith, hope, inspirational,
Form:
Free verse
An Endless Chase
Endless Chase
Dreams broken
Anthills of fear lurking
Failing forward
Nothing to lean on
The walls crack
Sorrows rack
Musing dryness
Patience
Paling
Oceans of nothingness travailing
Hopelessness hatching
Triggers pulling
Death beckoning
Casket lower
Thresholds folding
Priest dusting dust
Vanity looming
Eternity an endless chase...
Written by Awoh Kingsley...
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Categories:
travailing, dark,
Form:
Free verse
Never Alone
The dark, darkest night
Oh crescent moonlight
A trace or slight glimmer
Divine stars abating all tremors
A dark night of the soul
Travailing darkness new and old
Singularly erecting from nothingness
Now, standing in divine abundance
Oh, beautiful bennu lifting its wings
From lowly ashes up, and up the bird sings
Super soul path sailing
Oh divine light, no more wailing
Lonely might be the lot
But alone, not alone, not...
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Categories:
travailing, appreciation, confidence, encouraging, growth, inspiration, solitude, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
A Walk Into Flight Love Lost
A walk into flight
Love lost
I have been walking towards waves of –
patiently travailing those rocky shores – Love
has laid before the feet of this old fool.
Upon my back, I carry this weight like a mule,
only to find my imprints are taking wing
leaving me with a broken heart, to sing
my melancholy songs, long after all is gone
to dust, carried upon wings, the winds above
all, what I – with hope, anticipation – thought was Love.
B. J. “A” 2
November 23rd 2007...
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Categories:
travailing, lost love,
Form:
Rhyme