Weep Poems - Poems about Weep

... Yes once, I had a love now, I sigh ! He flew above and I weep a mourning dove ! My grief deep death, oh why ... memories I keep !......Read the rest...

... * death is a process of many stages, and dementia can be one of the ugliest … Dad taught me many lessons in life, and he fought to the last to retain what sensibilities he could. I miss you, RT. * ......Read the rest...

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

... What is this? Abstract, uncertain and elusive Myriad colors drowned ......Read the rest...

...If we are to reach heaven’s gates, lets first plot the coordinates; we are within space-time confined, in bondage to senses and mind. In life, fears and desires assail, no wonder then, we tend......Read the rest...

...Through a world of wax and shadows they ever wander, Secret auditors of inner voices, clear as crystal, Following them like music throbbing through the veins of a slumbering city, Whispering hidde......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, better to dig it up Right from the root And expose it to daylight Cos' it's not good for a man to sleep all day And not wake up to his responsibilities It's not normal If he pushes......Read the rest...

...I want to rip my face off. I pinch and poke in hopes of leaving a clean flattened surface. I long for my skin to smooth out. I assure myself I am aware of what I'm doing, and that I will make it righ......Read the rest...

...Under the tattered cloak of the past night, I awoke as a traveler in the shadow of a compassless vessel, Navigating the black river of an unknown destiny. And behold, I suddenly got lost In a cho......Read the rest...

...Love unveils us from borrowed faces, It tears them away, fear and longing, from the depths of our defeated chests. I call it here "love," not just an anchor between shores of intertwined pulses, B......Read the rest...

...As far as you want to walk Know I am here for you As long as you want to talk Know I am here for that too You will always have a home In my arms Just like you were there When i was harmed In ......Read the rest...

... I’m … (thus told) oft’ purveyor of a pen drowning in the anguish of the heart … bulletin: love - not always love love - always pain always - all ways … wherever, whatever, WHOever the ......Read the rest...

..."The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff." Carl Sagan ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We’re all stardust, remnants of Divine Magnetism and celestial fi......Read the rest...

... Vivacious incandescent longing blushes buoyant, spreads spectrum of fervor in the sanguine skies. Spring-suffused beguiled brush paints to enchant, portrays chromatic contours of cravi......Read the rest...

... In Their Hour Of Need In their hour of need plant a seed of hope for its in the giving that you can help them cope In their hour of loneliness take them to His Holy hem be a ligh......Read the rest...