Sob Poems - Poems about Sob

The world is dying, yet the quietness develops, As shadows shroud the cries underneath the stone. Where when we discussed harmony, presently nobody knows, The reverberations suffocated by voices, lost and solitary. Underneath the heaviness of despots' iron hands, The earth is bound in chains of delicate falsehoods. We long for broken skies and brilliant sands, However all we find are debris...

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Silent tears hold the loudest pain - author unknown. Just when I think no one will know, There comes a soft and gentle flow, Silently sighing o’er the light, Stirring my heart’s kindness to glow. Reflected on moments so bright, Painting my soul with dreams I write, Vows broken never can reveal, Spoken by those who know my plight. Wonders, breathless, are quite real, Capture...

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This is you; this is me, at the end of the row, white-faced. I have you clamped in an iron grip to keep you from getting off my lap. The camera was quick; next minute you were howling your head off! At the other end, Ray is not looking pleasant; ...

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Cut and pasted it to poetrysoup.com so I could send you a poem. You can do same with your poems and send them to: jthorn5656@atmc.net jthorn5656@gmail.com we learned how to lift spirits from sin and from shift overcame all rifts we started to sob when overtaken by mob who will kill and rob in the flowing flood things were covered by much mud flowers...

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Oh, a tear or tear? Crying because it was torn? Ah, a tear or tear? (January 2022)...

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How far down, not all sad letdown, I and my men's resolve are father!...

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''Under grand immersion. Dropping from sky tears, making in puddles --that are overwhelmingly profound.''...

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repressed weep impossible in ignite of a tearjerker 12/20/2020...

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Tudo sob controle Quer manter tudo sob controle? do estado à sociedade? Faça crianças felizes. As crianças mantêm toda a sociedade sob controle. A risada de uma criança impede que os corações se endurecem. Os sonhos de uma criança garantem que nunca vamos perder o caminho para tornar o mundo um lugar no qual mais e mais pessoas vivam bem Quer manter tudo...

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Our mouths open, you leave we gaze Asking weather, yo’ river or wind? Like floods you come,to sweep the beauties Our eyes you leave, we wipe we sob The best you wipe, the worst you swipe Like a wind so you, blow off the value The orphans the widowed, not your business Our eyes you leave,we wipe we sob Like an...

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I used to eat jalapeno peppers, banana peppers, and tomatoes galore. Hot spicy and “oh my gosh” foods is what I simply and absolutely adore. Prime rib? Okay but beef cake it in horseradish, and I mean straight, not in a dumbed down sauce. My ulcerated esophagus and spastic colon are now apparently my boss....

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Thought it would be great to be filthy rich On second thought I still think so, got the itch Not asking for much No fortune or such But a million would make me a happy S.O.B. (wink)...

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A day without SO is an SOB day A day without sunshine, d'ya know what I say? My British palsy walsy A poet quite wowsie An honour it is, call him my happiness valet...

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That's how I perceived it to be, Sitting in my lavatory; After stress and strain I could not abstain From writing a real sob story....

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The most difficult part is getting out of bed, to face another day you will already knowingly dread. The next hardest thing is not to sit around and do nothing, or you will find yourself lost in your head where you should not be dwelling. All your lost loved ones, all your misery, lost hopes, your failures, life's anxieties, every...

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