Soughed Poems - Poems about Soughed

...Shadows dance, moons embrace. Soughed sounds of human wishes in the wind alight, dreams enlace. Truths with tales, sagas fall from firmament night, time scales. Mind fun, echoed insight, ......Read the rest...

...The Lake of Charity The hill stood tall and stately, Wind soughed through its sparse trees. Below a lake spread, at times calm, At times quite horribly stormy. He knelt in meditation ......Read the rest...

...She felt old and tired, Womb heavy with child. Around, the stately cypress trees Stood guard, protecting the dead, And one especially That lay peacefully in its tomb. Wind softly soughed And m......Read the rest...

...Bells summoned as they tolled the sad departure Of my poor mother’s sudden demise. I led the short funeral procession Towards her eternal resting sepulchre. Before her black ebony casket was cl......Read the rest...

...The weathered glass in harbor deep reflects your eyes long gone from me and seals your watery grave. Sea shells sing you now to sleep, the weeds confess your memory within the bird-thronged......Read the rest...

......tribute to the poetry of Dylan Thomas ******** A weathered glass in harbor deep reflects your eyes long gone from me and seals your watery grave. Sea shells si......Read the rest...

......tribute to the poetry of Dylan Thomas ******** A weathered glass in harbor deep reflects your eyes long gone from me and seals your watery grave. Sea shells sing you now......Read the rest...

...The Weather'd Glass The weathered glass in harbor deep reflects your eyes long gone from me and seals your watery grave. Sea shells sing you now to sleep, the weeds confess your memory ......Read the rest...

......tribute to the poetry of Dylan Thomas ******** A weathered glass in harbor deep reflects your eyes long gone from me and seals your watery grave. Sea shells sing you now......Read the rest...

...A weathered glass in harbor deep reflects your eyes long gone from me and seals your watery grave. Sea shells sing you now to sleep, the weeds confess your memory within the bird-thronged c......Read the rest...

...Happiness in a Wrong way – Zamreen Zarook In the notion of seeking happiness, I thought of stepping in to nonsense, I dream I could find success, But I had only little access. Every attempt that I ......Read the rest...

...I’m stealing through a twilit realm, the ancient pale of Whereis, passing chambers of an Heiress (though no need to feel embarrassed) through a magic mystic mirror hanging curtainless. A glimps......Read the rest...

......dedicated to Dylan Thomas A weathered glass in harbour deep reflects your eyes long gone from me, a steep, sequestered grave. Sea shells sing you now to sleep, the weeds confess your memory ......Read the rest...