Teardrop Poems - Poems about Teardrop

...In whispered words, on parchment old, Or campfire tales beneath the stars, Stories unfold, a world untold, Where hearts take flight and leave their scars. From grand adventures, battles bold,......Read the rest...

...In the weeping crack of dawn, a battleground unfurls, Reflected in the mirror’s gaze, a storm behind two girls One, a wisp of tattered light, eyes shimmering with tears The other, a vicious shadow......Read the rest...

... In the mirror's cold embrace, a war of words ignite, One soul fractured, battling self, beneath the pale moonlight. The darkness snarls, a serpent's tongue, with venom in its hiss, "You're weak,......Read the rest...

...In the golden corn, the sunlit dawns we lay in each other's arms seen babbling brooks, the craggy nooks In sweet Perth with all its charms. Gone are the days of yesterdays since my Maureen wen......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads between nights and longing, He carries within him a season forgotten, With a liver like sodden earth, chilled beneath dead leaves, Viscera stirred by the silvery thrill of the vo......Read the rest...

...Come for me my sweetheart true Let me go away with you To someplace warm with climate fair Pink coral sand, fresh ocean air Where music plays all day and night Where sunset's rays are colored b......Read the rest...

...“Comparing what you see during an eclipse to the darkness at night is like comparing an ocean to a teardrop.” Wendy Mass ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ the moon blinds the sun midday darkness, ......Read the rest...

...Do not know who I will be yet The stone is never set Of so much I dream As out of reach as it sometimes does seem I am who I want Reaching for visions that sometimes haunt Never quite the perso......Read the rest...

... Sculpting The Breeze When the last remnants of sands have passed, And the singing nightingales, no longer heard, Unaware the roaring river runs swiftly past, The cobwebbed lat......Read the rest...

...In borrowed plumes, a masquerade we stage, Thoughts echo doctrines, passions preordained. From broken families, where fractured spirits weep, Mothers of sorrow, With eyes that never slee......Read the rest...

...A hot sweltering sticky humid evening Heat clings and hangs in the stagnant air Almost too hot and stifling to bear Floods of silver wet ovaline beads Perspire and exude from every opened pore T......Read the rest...

...Gaze from my balcony I stand in serene reverie. A visualisation of reflective streams, a teardrop to stir bubbles in circles. A panoramic view of my neighbourhood, faint laughter, children argui......Read the rest...

...My perception of the world is illusory art The darkness is absolute Women suffering violent abuse From the one who said, “I do.” Men and women pushing dope To innocent souls searching for hope ......Read the rest...

...MY TEARDROP Here is my teardrop, May I have yours… How might I know That you are listening To me and only me And not you in me Perhaps the pen and finger Pressing on your head lingers bet......Read the rest...

... Imprisoned by the way things are, Breakfast, coffee and cream, Eggs with toast Sometimes it’s burnt, branded By the decades old toaster – former things, We can’t replace, Because this one i......Read the rest...