Softly Poems - Poems about Softly

...So you couldn't be that unimportant for me, could you? "You know, I loved you in the past, I was so cringe, time flew so fast." I heard him say, as he could rest, After years of trials, he fe......Read the rest...

...With brittle quill the page is torn No longer words of passion born The poet slowly wilts and dies Lays down his pen and softly sighs Like petals of an aging flower That withers more f......Read the rest...

... Line of inquiry: instrumentalising mind, I rested thought employing it only when needed shifting to heart, I became self-taught gentling touch, voice of conscience heeded W......Read the rest...

... It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old tree......Read the rest...

... Be like a stream singing softly to the songless. be like a stream climbing steep banks panning dull stones into shinning gems. be like a stream, gently teasing fry into trout thickening their......Read the rest...

...He figured the dreaming had ended for another day Looking out over where he was camped. Than the Wanderling had a quick thought… ‘Was this place indeed better Then where else he had tr......Read the rest...

...The following verse is the result of an email exchange I had with Rabbi Tovia Singer. He admitted, in an email to me, that he knew he was telling a false tale. But he never bothered to inform his lis......Read the rest...

...The screecher of the cemetery: You fly in between the headstones And hide away in the bell tower When the dawn comes. You know the names of all who are dead— At night, you call to them softly, ......Read the rest...

...“Not all those who wander are lost.” J.R.R Tolkien English writer I miss the sensible in your heart Just before you whispered your thought. I miss the color of your soft Just before yo......Read the rest...

...In the quiet of the night, caught on the edge of profound exhaustion, I find myself half-awake, teetering on the brink of the abyss of oblivion. The keeper of the mind's graveyard, in moments of we......Read the rest...

...Bank rolled by billionaires No matter Tuesday, November 5, 2024 still one hundred and eight days away, (thank you Julian Date Calendar - FOR LEAP YEARS ONLY), I believe a foregone conclusion ......Read the rest...

...Gazing up at the dark and grey sky, While Sparkling drizzles adorn the earth, Calmness filling up as time goes by, And the drops trickle down the hearth. I settled down to cherish the serene bl......Read the rest...

... Though he is quiet and meek, The spotlight he shall not seek. His light glows softly, inviting, So many hearts he is igniting. With poetry that lives on and on, To his poems my heart is draw......Read the rest...

... Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord. Psalm 150:6 Wrens, praying, huddling together Unfolding their quiet dramas, Listening to the songs coloring......Read the rest...

... Candied dreams, burning away the twilight Sandcastle memories, taken By the softest glow of a Southern moon, Coloring the thoughts in reflections of sincerest Beauty, rising like the breathl......Read the rest...