Went Poems - Poems about Went

The day i came and went

For a while, I have been gone,
Not so much for I left my poetry in my stead,
So they read, so they remember...
Yet here I am, alive yet dead.

They look at me with eyes,
Eyes that made mine cry,
No hugs, no hellos, or a faint gladness--
For I am here, alive yet dead.

The house I lived in, now

Frederick Fox Went a Courting

Frederick Fox went a courting on a summer’s day fine
Object of his desire was a vivacious vixen named Madeline
They got along like a roof gets along with a gargoyle
Like a garden takes to luscious black healthy soil

He was thrilled with his date, and she seemed excited with he.
Maybe a future for these two could easily

The Day My Friends Went Insane

  They were my gentile friends, ones I could count on
    They stood by me when times were tough

  A pep talk here, a couch to sleep on there
    They kept me from falling through cracks

  Year after year, we shared the cheers and the tears

Where the Quiet Went

I kept the window cracked
so the wind could speak for you--
all your unsaid apologies
tangled in the curtain hem.
You used to hum when you left.
Now the walls just listen.

You were always the one
who made absence feel full.
But now the rooms are hollow,
a cathedral of ache.
“The silence fades with a soft embrace”--
but you forgot to hold me

our heros went to war

our heroes went to war
also know what there fighting for, 
to give there life's to keep us safe
to fight along to save human race.
in our hearts we remember you
know one knows what they really went through, 
to stand and fight and brother in arms, 
to pray to god as know its bad, 
remember the day

Faerie Folk Went into Hiding

Poseidon’s spear slashed out from the angry waves
A tumultuous monsoon began to gather up the sea
The faerie folk went into hiding
When they saw army of sea cupids

It All Went South

Into me
When will they see
I shall let myself be
Inertwine in revolution
Searching for peace
Why has it become so hard
Almost 50 years to the day
Alone I sit
Ponder it all
I need it to end
This insecurity
No longer a child
Don't want to be an adult
Time is slipping away
Running out of life
Will I be this way for all my days
Where is

Today I went out into the city with my soul turned inside out, like an old coat reversed

Today I went out into the city with my soul turned inside out, like an old coat reversed,
And on streets filled with shadows and lights, people looked at me with curious eyes,
As if they had glimpsed a stranger in their own story, a character without purpose,
And friends called me, their voices like echoes from a

Your second home my fond memories

2025.03.06 @ 06:06:06
Finally, two embroidery projects that I have finished.
One to keep and one to give.
A cute building appeared underneath this poem.
Inside, along the L shaped benches,
He sat at the desk, surfed on the internet,
And comfortably crossed his long, lower legs.
His second home was embroidered
On a simple white material,
The red galvanized walls on top,
Housing the

THE UNFORGETTABLE

A journey 
To the land of the dead 
A journey never to be forgotten 
Memories always popping in
So many lives lost along the way
An adventure into the forbidden land.

It was a horror movie 
Watching my colleagues 
Being slaughtered by beasts
A bloody journey 
It was a blood bath
Started by many
Survived only by few.

We went seeking for

My Father Never Went to War

Good timing or fate
Destiny or pure dumb luck
Karma or God’s Grace

Born in 1909, he was too young for WWI and had way too many mouths to feed by the time WWII came along. He never expressed his opinion on war. Perhaps his constant battle with poverty kept him too busy to even care. You’d think

My Teacher Went Boom

Tick-tick.
We gathered, huddled tight,
Eyes to the screen, hearts alight.
There she was, her smile aglow,
"My teacher," I whispered, "is ready to go."

Tick-tick.
The engines ignite,
A pillar of fire, a streak of white.
Cheers erupt, "Go Challenger, go!"
Her voice still rings: "I'll teach you, I know."

Whoosh. Whoosh.
The rocket climbs,
Thirty seconds, sixty times.
She’s up there now, soaring high,
A teacher who

We went once, then thrice again

We went once, then thrice again,
Pushed through struggles all in vain.
A mountain of trust came crashing down,
By jealousy small, it wore the crown.

We went once, then five times near,
Yet still too late, it was clear.
Regret consumed for futile tries,
While memories lingered, and hopes would rise.

We went once, then ten times more,
Took on tasks we couldn’t

It Came and Went the Blizzard Dear

Original: It Came Upon the Midnight Clear

It came and went, the blizzard, dear.
The outlandish snow is deep.
Great wall of white buried the dodge,
right where the snowmen sleep.
Can’t find the shovel, dear, so snooze.
Under covers, our buried heads.
Our lips, that snore, are red and blue.
Can’t silence flakes in dreamy beds.

What Went Wrong

When submerged in sorrow's sea,
Why reject a helping hand?
A broken sparrow, fragile be,
Alone, you cannot stand.

Somewhere along the winding way,
In the darkest night, the dimmest day,
A realization softly spoke,
In solitude, the heart awoke.

To weep alone, a sign of might,
Yet sharing tears feels not quite right.
To show that weakness, to confess,
Is to reveal I'm powerless.

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