Sighed Poems - Poems about Sighed

The day, the soil lab took care of him, and I sighed Categorical exclusion, You were there, but almost Nye! My outspoken, my hidden, my own darker trace My grace, rancid disgrace, my song and my own mess Did I ever tell you? I loved you with all my heart, I loved you all! I had no desire, there, my...

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Sometimes late at night, I dream of you, Your soft touch, how your love caressed me until all the noise, all the uncertainty would vanish. The slow thump of your heart would be all that I heard, a holy rhythm that rocked me to safety. As my voice falters into only a croak of desperation I can still feel...

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You sighed... ... but none heard. You were angry, Met only with stares from innocent minds. ... Then you cried In the mystique of the night, Muffled sobs escaping to the horizon. You longed for the company of a muscled arm, More than sympathy from tale bearers....

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My friend once sighed That he watches planes fly by And wonders where they’re going. The world’s tempo beats on. I, too, prefer to stop along The way and watch a small thing. I congratulate the weed That grew from a wayside seed And survives in the sidewalk’s crack. I notice when raindrops descend That the roads shine iridescent Then dry again...

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If I sighed forgive me, it was but a momentary pause an inner sadness holding back the tear breathed quietly in retrospect within the visionary images of what was and all that could have been. 7/12/13 Chantelle Cooke's what makes you sigh?...

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The sleeping sky is cloudy And creates a veil over the lying minds. Like a festival, the cemetery is alluded, And turns to a hunting ground. Open Graves and pits - They lived. Crowd of faces in their shades, To amaze those preys. Reefs and sheets they laid On the unseen skins of the deceased To commemorate their ways, In spite of the deaths...

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I heard a new term today, slow sighed Earth's River, "spiritual intelligence." I have become flowingly familiar with cognitive intelligence, before that emotional intelligence, before that contextual intelligence, similar to climate intelligence throughout life's tributaries, branches and root well-springs. My waters do not claim these are strengths; more familiar as effluent opportunities for further flowing affluent redevelopment. But, just as I am not entirely clear where emotional awareness ends and environmental noticing...

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The sands of time flow toward the mortal sea, Quickly, as a river - fast and free, Everything that we abide, Carried on its tide. Life's first breath - Cried ... Its last, death, A final hope, sighed. Thus, we value life in stride, Standing on the shore where we can see The sands of time flow toward the mortal sea. Written and submitted on November...

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Fixated, I saw them sway, Breeze playing with leaves;reminded of routine, I sighed and trotted away!...

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There are sparrows in the hedgerows All aflutter and sounding distraught, Twittering and constantly muttering Over things that Man has wrought, His philosophy over the years show In our own cunning we’ve been caught. ‘Accelerate the growth of food, The wheat and corn and rye, Force feed soils with chemicals And watch stalks touch the sky.’ But the ground seemed to move And heave a...

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It started many years ago the quest for freedom all aglow. The founders of this nations pride The melting pot for freedom"sighed." "united we stand-divided we fall", seems to be a problem after all. Marches for freedom as they tried. The melting pot for freedom"sighed." Prayers are band from schools today. That's our freedom taken away. Oh, the tears so many cried. The melting pot for...

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