Whimpers Poems | Examples

Withering Heights

O breast, broke and bruised, hide your hollows
Tho tears will fall, the night will call...
Calling...calling from the shadows

Beam beckons, bent orb, O twisted smile
Ego chipped, firmly gripped, gripped denial...
Falling...falling far amongst the shadows

Woe, withered, worn, wind whimpers
Tragically torn, torn and twisted...
Wallowing...wallowing in the shadows 

White light, a new day born, still, I'm sworn
Hiding, hiding from the light...
Swallowed...swallowed by the shadows 



This was inspired by my first reading of Walt Whitman

Spare the Rod

She whimpers 

She screams

Bad temper

It seems

Mom wallows

Dad screams

Pain follows

Bad dreams

Captured Internally

I’m a bird in a cage, but the cage is my head,
On a walk in the park, but I’m running instead,
The bookshelf is haunted, my reflection is too,
Squeaks and whimpers out in the blue

Trickle tickle soak

Memory like thirst 
Every urge a first 
How I remember thinking
wet sin
Red silk pink ribbon
You manage a word
Yes .
Embraced first kiss
Outlandish desire
Pulling harder
Whimpers first 
Kiss turns worst
Now there
Sweet 
Drips pouring down sheets
I came to watch
As ideas from thoughts 
Turn hands low 
Shh.. I know

Dog

Woof woof woof woof 
Hello can you hear me I’m human they just say I’m a dog
Hurting in many ways that they say a dog withstands 
Hands and knees praying all they see is paws
Food and water or I’ll die no they say kibbles and bits 
Strands of me peek but to them I’m wearing a fur coat 
Walk the path no they say I walk to chase my tail 
Whistling to the wind only to feel pains from hits 
My screams turn into whimpers followed by barks 
Bury my thoughts no they says I bury bones 
Humans can be so cruel but able to go blind 
Dogs are man’s best friend yet mines lies to me 
Hold me please no you see it as petting me 
I want to go home no you say I’ll be in a cage 
I can’t wait till I wake from my dreams

Late Night

Late Night

I want to take you around the world
Cover you in gems like Cleopatra
Worship you like the goddess Aphrodite
Investing in us because it's worth it.

I want to show you off to the world,
Let everyone dream of you,
But I want to adore you
From head to toe behind closed doors.

Place your hands on my chest while
I trace from your waist to your hips.
Each time your breath touches my skin, Goosebumps ripple across my body.

Your soft whimpers echo from the roof,
Falling into my ears, flooding my mind.
Dopamine rushes through me,
The excitement ready to burst.

Thoughts of you surround me, 
Making all the hairs on me stand.
Your whispers linger around my ear
The only thing I need to hear at night.

Puppy Love 2

Man’s best friend passes loyalty test 
Also best friend of girl in tan dress

A warm wet nose black eyes confess
He follows where she goes nevertheless 

When she cries he whimpers too
Her laughs and sighs inspire him to

Waiting by the door when she is in school
Puppy love amour is a girl and her pooch

Eevee's Cradle Song

You beckon me at midnight's toll,
Through scratches at my wooden door;
With gentle whimpers, I console,
While you, my Eevee, wanting more.

The San Juan night looms dark and deep,
Your black and white fur catching light;
Since lockdown's day I vowed to keep
You safe through every lonely night.

The midnight hour creeps to three,
My weary eyes grow heavy now;
Yet as you curl up next to me,
Your aspin heart seals my sweet vow.

Despite my pillow's tempting call,
I rock you gently back to rest;
From streets of fear to my small hall—
A home where you'll be heaven-blessed.

Tonight you're still adjusting here,
Far from streets you used to roam;
Yet know that I am always near,
In this pandemic place called home.

And if there comes that distant day
When fate shall draw us far apart,
Though walls of stone marked out my sway,
You'll always have my gentle heart.

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When Scars Take Flight

The caterpillar never prayed—
it coiled around the bark,
turned aside the whimpers of wings a-flutter,
and created a moat of silence.

Promises? It made none—
to itself or to the universe.
Transformation was not a melody or a plea,
just the still rebellion of survival.

As the chrysalis cracked open,
it wasn’t a triumph. It bore no grace.
It was escape—raw, fierce,
and unapologetically its own.

The Liberation

Prisoners were captured, their liberty were stolen 
Hopes were dangling, asking help to heaven
Dreams were their silent sanctuaries
The only one that keeps their sanities

Eyes were blindfolded, hands were handcuffed
Lies and deceptions, all of them were bluffed
It felt like an abyssal tunnel they fell in
Everywhere you looked, it was just a dark scene

Free to struggle with strengths just like candles
This world is dominated by heartless scoundrels 
Evil is everywhere, someone pulls his triggers
Weak are those we hear the sound of whimpers

When will this dark age come to conclusion?
When is the fulfillment of promised redemption?
All these words are just words, vague and empty 
All seen are letters and numbers printed blankly

What is the context, who gives the meaning?
Our minds can't compete to what He's thinking
Send a messenger, one who will tell us your will
A refreshing message that will makes us stands still

This is the key to these chains we're strapped into
In darkness we're into, the light that pierce through 
We see the glimpse of the future, thanks to you
We feel free and loved, not caged as we used to

Harsh Cold Winter

It’s a harsh cold winter
You’re gone and I’m so bitter
I sat front-row seat
As I watched our love wither

Heart gouged by the splinters
You’ve silenced your ringer
And my feelings for you
Oh, they still linger…

It’s a harsh cold winter
Choked sobs and silent whimpers
Sparks of love burned out
Leaving ashes and cinder

Sleepless nights
Bottles of whiskey 
Skipped meals 
My love, do you miss me?

It’s a harsh cold winter
I’ve always been an overthinker 
Should I move on? Or reach out?
letting my healing progress hinder

Week old sheets that smell of you
Tears as wide as the ocean
People come and go 
But all I ever wanted was your devotion

Dreams Defiled

Soft tears stream down her stricken face, 
She sighs and whimpers like a child, 
Her heartbroken frame, one can trace, 
Soft tears stream down her stricken face, 
In sorrow's shadow, sobs take space, 
Wet whines and wails, she's weeping wild, 
Soft tears stream down her stricken face, 
She sighs and whimpers like a child;

Soft tears stream down her stricken face, 
Her heartbroken frame, one can trace, 
In sorrow's shadow, sobs take space, 
She sighs and whimpers like a child, 
Wet whines and wails, she's weeping wild, 
Despondent, her dreams are defiled.

Tundra of the Soul

I am the tundra barren cold and numb
A frozen wasteland where no light can reach
Between these poles, my insatiate self-succumbs.

In icy silence where no whimpers humb
My thoughts like glaciers grind, erode, and breach
I am the tundra, barren, cold, and numb.

The Amazon within once vital thrumb
Of life and hope now withers out of reach
Between these poles my insatiate self-succumbs.

Anxiety a howling blizzard's sumb
Entombs me deep a creature bleached of speech.
I am the tundra, barren, cold, and numb.

Depression creeps permafrost of my slumb
While echoes of lost joy my soul beseech
Between these poles, my insatiate self-succumbs.

Yet in this waste, where all seems overcome
A seed of strength cracks ice defies the leech
I am the tundra, barren, cold, and numb.
Between these poles, my insatiate self-succumbs.

A mother's strife

And yet I see within those eyes,
Not a beast in disguise,
But prey with unheard cries,
To it's faith it'll never know,
That whimpers and hinders,
Heady flame sunk in snow,
One that had not yet roared in anger,
One that had not yet learnt to bite,
As hard and harsh,
And filled with spite,

To darken misty air,
A growing girl,
Who sang with flair,
Who dreamed of heaven and fairies,
And neater, straighter hair.

Yet married a man so cold,
Yet strong, yet bold,
For he would hold her til he's old,
For the autumn, winter and summertime, sold
Her body beneath her clothe.

Barefoot and pregnant,
An orphaned widow by divorce,
She'd use that voice she used to sing,
To yell to cry,
but not to think,
To her children she died,
To herself she never lived,

"You live a loveless life,
You marry a loveless man,
You do your best,
And take what you can."

Whimpers from Starlink space capsule

Astronauts stranded, 
at the International Space Station
heard strange noises recently 
emitted from the diabled
Boeing Starlink capsule:
"I'm sorry, Dave." 
"I'm afraid I can't do that."

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