Wail Poems - Poems about Wail

...And so it goes from cradle to grave From baby’s wail to funeral laid We reason, ponder, dissent, and cry As time repeats and years go by Sages offer their grand excuse In what’s left wa......Read the rest...

... You may not be there I may not be there But the earth will revolve ......Read the rest...

...Humorous Patter Sayings Bow to your partner now let's begin Lift your skirts and kick his shin Hold it tight and jump and cuss Don't worry you can't offend us Get her back gents, catch he......Read the rest...

...All through wee hours of the morning Laminga wail their missing persons, mourning And the track road leading into Amurum forest Stained with droplets of blood down the terraced Searching into sun......Read the rest...

...pungent skunk like smell my nose feels assaulted eyes quickly water horrible stench makes me wail i quickly see Bambi's friend......Read the rest...

...If I ever die, come to my grave to bestow blossoms And add grief to condolencing customs I’ll embrace your flowers, because I never did, being alive Or I should say, your flowers waited for my dea......Read the rest...

...In the caverns of her mind, she screams in despair, A solitary echo in the chilling air. "God, answer me!" Her voice, a desperate plea, Lost in the void, devoid of reprieve. "Why create me, k......Read the rest...

...Beneath the churning skies and wrathful sea, A lone man wails into swirling agony. Each crashing wave, a relentless assault, Mirroring the chaos of his inner tumult. Beneath tempestuous heaven......Read the rest...

... Dead of Fall In gathering storm clouds, Fall whispers its dread, Cold tendrils coil, as life's colors shed. Once vibrant hues, now wilt and fade, As darkness creeps in, a cold, si......Read the rest...

...Heavy and eerie silence reigned therein, The dark rooms looking as sullen as mean, As if they had taken serious offence Against me who had failed in their esteem, My heart feeling contrite wa......Read the rest...

...I am violence I yearn for peace I sit on fields for days and days eager for its arrival I do see men, splitting their skin and tearing their flesh Blood coats me like once water did, now I s......Read the rest...

...Back home, I ponder long on life. Death is so final, no return. I sit alone on my sheltered cosy porch, And think of spring forget-me-nots, Of roses dark as festive damask, And swaying poppies......Read the rest...

...Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live The following poetic account written more'n a dozen dirty dancing decades ago, while I (a socially withdrawn *****S......Read the rest...

... A wounded sigh, an expression evincing the pain of hurt, A bawl in solitude, turbulence of inner emptiness stirs, When emotions clamor, simmering in angst of regrets, When mute demeanor, of inju......Read the rest...

...** What’s Torn ** What’s been torn off or away may be a recurring theme — of dreams or memory — that nags, popping up unexpectedly to recall or, for dear losses, again grieve… The things thi......Read the rest...