Wearier Poems - Poems about Wearier

...She fluently moves across the floor as silently as dust Every muscle in her physique is on high alert to respond Her body is perfectly sculpted from the legs to the bust Painlessly lifting her wei......Read the rest...

...I contemplate the bobber on the water. It is as still as a friend’s prayer at meeting. Connected to this moment by monofilament I sit as if I were asleep. A gust of north wind roils the surfa......Read the rest...

...“Grief is the price we pay for love.” — Queen Elizabeth II What can I say about the one I loved and lost? The eulogy of his life will not be spoken by me for I'm too grief stricken after......Read the rest...

...Day after oppressive day after day Searing heat, soaring humidity Early I rise, before the dawn Evaporated the dewdrops on my lawn Night after oppressive night after night Darkness' c......Read the rest...

... I have spent a lifetime looking down this same old road With all the memories that it upon me, it has bestowed I've watched as children play, and grow as some stayed There were others who left......Read the rest...

...To many adulations Ecstatic feeling of overjoy Joy unbetold The dancing The intermittent sigh of relief. The bringer of good tidings Is at it again. He works magic for the indigent, No ma......Read the rest...

...Blue kettle on the heat, Whistle and scream, There is no one to meet, So release the steam. Shiny exterior, Now tarnished; crude, Skeleton wearier, Because of the shrewd. Spilling over, i......Read the rest...

...I honour them like I honour freedom, liberations, They were guests to this earth just like anyone, They had their own individual desires and ambitions, But gathered up determination and gathered......Read the rest...

...My dearest Levallan, By now I had fully intended to be miles away, But my weary feet forbid me from moving on, While my even wearier heart beseeches me to stay, By now I woefully assume that you ......Read the rest...

...I might grow bald...great...(don't tear my confidence apart) No offense, but I'm old young - Meaning, old in heart...(in lonely, glad, mad and misunderstood states as of late) Growing wearier ......Read the rest...

...The lone coconut tree that dared to lean towards the sea, gave shade to her friends while playing on the beach. Running half-naked so natural to those blossoming teens, mother's lagoon fishing ......Read the rest...

...Angry words on humbled paper Staring with contempt at the face of their maker Regretting being created completely inferior To much better poems by writers much wearier Silently screaming and burning ......Read the rest...

...Leaving what has passed in the past is partially good advice What partially isn’t right is pasts’ manifestation as present day strife Silenced youth now a mentally ill truth Stranded and lonely yet s......Read the rest...

...ALLOWED HIM NO LATITUDE Andy, professional cartographer, adored his maps, Valued them more than anything perhaps As any cartographer would As all cartographers should - Lovingly drawing h......Read the rest...

...Jesus, no doubt, is my hero and friend, Till the end. Was he perfect? Don’t know? But if So? When he told the Pharisees that they were of their father the devil? Was he sinning? Was he hating?......Read the rest...