Weep Poems - Poems about Weep

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Do not build a ladder when I fall into the abyss I did not call for climbing The thorn in me is not a riddle to be solved, nor a window begging repair I am thunder — not your project; I am rain that needs witness, not your umbrella When I say I’m...

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The alley shivers under broken light, puddles cradle forgotten stars, midnight forgets to weep....

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Mankind in all his stupidity and greed is slowly destroying our beautiful earth, the warnings are there but he chooses to ignore them. Quote by poet. I sat down under the cool shade of some weeping willow trees, a babbling brook flowed nearby and was so soothing to hear. I felt totally relaxed then I fell asleep...

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I am a Jew, but I am enthralled by the luminous figure of the Nazarene. Jesus is too colossal for the pen of phrasemongers, however artful." He further added: "No man can read the gospels without feeling the actual presence of Jesus. His personality pulsates in every word. No myth is filled with such life...Theseus...

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The sky shows no concern or grace, For Friday's dawn or sister's place. Oh, I wish the sky would weep for me, Its tears would bring some sweet relief, you see. Yet still, I know it's not to be, For sorrow's breath must rise, then flee. If heaven wept for every soul, The rain would never stop its roll. It's just a thought,...

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On a night when stars weep their ancient light, I lose myself in the whispers of paper, in the song of ink, Like a river of memories winding through the hills of the heart, And I wonder if writing heals something within me. Traumas are a veil of mist dispersing at dawn, Leaving only shadows dancing on white pages, Transformed into...

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The napkins were cut and woven in her dad’s barn that he and his dad built from the broken oaks. Each clump of cotton piled up in front of her Leave and left She thought The warp was fixed on her loom And that was easy because it stayed But the weft was the lateral thread that moved Leave and...

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Ebony eyes with somber smiles white weeps Empath in denial in a peach poetic sleep Unaware of blue truths planted so deep Life is a silver school never stop learning At the same time you are a teacher Your lesson is living and it's a feature No one but you can take the clay of your life Fire it up and shape...

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In the quiet of the night, silence echoes dear, Your absence like a shadow, ever drawing near. The stars weep light, tears of ancient lore, For the one I once held, I hold no more. Your voice, a whisper now, fading in the wind, Memories a shackle, of dreams that start to bind. In the garden of my heart, petals withered...

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Weep, vortex of a lineblurrer! Asleep you can view far beyond; Keep your chaotic spiral close, sweep clean leave ideas en ronde; Deny who you are at the core, lie to those who need honesty; Try if you must to stop spinning, spry holds the keys to fantasy....

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Nothing stays the same, We sing, we dance, We weep, We grieve for what was, For what might be, And what may have been, And so we love, For it's better to love, To feel our heartbeat, We dance, For it's better to dance, To feel the wind in our hair, And to chase the end of rainbows, Hoping love might be...

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In a realm where shadows dance and stars weep in silence, I know I will fight until my last day for happiness, with faith and resilience, Against terror, intellectual terrorism, and the cold indifference that waits, To preserve the one treasure that must be protected at all costs, without debates. The freedom to live as we want, to think,...

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On a silent night, when the stars seem to weep, I got lost in thoughts and memories, like a leaf in the wind. The novel I never finished, Was not about a prince or magic, But about someone I am not. In those pages, scribbled with soul and longing, Lived my dreams, my unfulfilled legends, Beyond the written prose, my shadows revealed...

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WEEP RENEW TEARS by maria Gothard June 2024 Standing on the soil of Grimson reds Blood of Nations great and small Flowing together boundaries none All found its end on Grimson soil. Tears flow. In the sky one blue its color Now its fumes blow poison fumes Leaving noise like thunder destroying Breaking humanity with grief...

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