Unavailing Poems - Poems about Unavailing

...I Stare Into the Water I stare into the water (The water stares back at me) In harmony with Terra Mater, I expend no energy. Without a paddle or wind to sail, My prospects are unavai......

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...roses and roses around unveiling scarlet drops echoing voices where raindrops fall a rally of imperfection painted into .. tapped touches sudden whirling whispers secretively ......

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...Countless desires breed in my heart, Countless aspirations take wing from the soul of my mind; Each aspiration has a spirit of its own Each aspiration rides on the wings of dream raring to soa......

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...With macabre-like fear, I fret as Death glides near, all too near! And in my ears, buried deep, ticks a ghostly tick-tock—it's all I hear (so deep, deep in my ears I cannot sleep)! I'......

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...Great thoughts once kissed my lobes Before blank despair her flags raised; And brimless hope reigned as globes Of full-shining stars in glowing cased. Now see what dismal desolate shells Mel......

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...Wandering in the woods,I had an epiphany. My life right now is an opera without a symphony. The plans I made turned futile, now my body is exhausted and my spirit has turned immotile. Dreams som......

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...Does your heart ever ache? When, you realise unavailing efforts make you drain. you see how helpless you are in pain. you think there is no escape but death . you realise death is not an esc......

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...BROWNED-CENTS One of the true ways to remain in captivity is to keep silent to avoid your captor’s hostility and confusion A penny for my thoughts has provided me with the ammunition To......

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...( "There is no other in the world- Mine was the only one..." - Emily Dickinson ) Uncounting by bird-song in a morning wash in a mango copse by the low hung melting fern and I,......

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...My acquaintance with poetry in general and the simplistic literary brilliance of Robert Frost in particular, came at a relatively early age. My mother would ambivalently imply that I was too young to......

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...FORLORN Gone but here, Atop my brooding heart Far yet near My thoughts brings her forth I miss my dear And the halcyon days we had Doughty visage shroud my tears But lugubrious of coun......

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...Continued from The Eye of the Sea part 1 The first mate, dour and sparse of words Claimed few things were his pleasure And too much beer had brought him here, That and the rumoured treasure. ......

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...Dust Frank Halliwell A friend wrote a lament to dust. She swore and fumed and long discussed A publicly proclaimed decree That dust was her sworn enemy! But dus......

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...Dark into its den submissively shrinking Twinkle came in triumphantly invading Long waited glister the world tendering There comes at last the blissful morning The big tree just in front so fa......

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...One white flower in a wan worn field, The frailest of butterflies failing, The brown-leafed grief of an old year's yield, The last ray of sun unavailing; I lay me down in the wan worn field, I......

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