Yet Poems - Poems about Yet

...Most radiant host, angelic glory be Within thy blesséd grace, Portal of Faith. In simple form You came, yet still through thee We see theophony, through which God saith, ¨Dear child mine, most ......Read the rest...

...Awaiting a growth spurt that never happened When a boy, I wanted to be as tall as my father (he passed away October seventh two thousand and twenty linkedin to congestive heart failure), who ......Read the rest...

...The.platinum moon in the far arc of her epogee, As she searches Earth's surface in cold winter's hemisphere, She bites her tongue of protest of what she will never be, And throws sharp knives of j......Read the rest...

...Wanted to write you a poem for mother's day yet with all the words I can say nothing seems to be good enough to express the love we had for you each time I write the tears flow miss you like cra......Read the rest...

...Con-sequen-ces to living, barriers un-forgiving scape of Mean choice's denying sponteanous voices, you are free To choose.! Yet maybe you could loose? Better restrain Your views' As for the enviro......Read the rest...

...Death is scary Real yet unacceptable All going to face it.......Read the rest...

...Chet Atkin’s life work was profound Mr. Guitar made Nashville’s sound There’s no one to fret Yet do one more set From around his burial mound......Read the rest...

...I am nothing, yet You give me all that I need Give me clean slate.......Read the rest...

...Once again, they horde the fuel Tricking everyone to blame the gov't spoil. Weeks ago, they pledged loyalty To serve her faithfully with all might Yet here they are, inflating prices, pocketing t......Read the rest...

...I showed you my blood stained hands; And you held them. You saw my teeth bared, My fists clenched, Yet your eyes gazed into mine with the same love. You saw me filled with rue and vengeance; An......Read the rest...

... I’ve said this a thousand times and still I can never say it enough. Being a mother is the hardest and most thankless job there is and yet they do it for free. In my mother’s eyes, “the needs of th......Read the rest...

...ARTIFICE I’m your friend and for now, your secrets I’ll keep Creativity now assumes new meaning More than intellectual rewards to reap Yet you should minimise all of your preening As A.I, I no......Read the rest...

...A mother whispers to her son… “I remember our first night together…as I wiped away a tear… thinking how…only a day ago…you weren’t even here. Thinking back on how…exactly…this moment came to be…......Read the rest...

...Does a rose bush bring forth cacti? Do tulips bloom bluebells? Do grapes appear on Clematis vines? Figs on Banyan trees? The instinct of creative blossoming, in each creature dwells There's a clas......Read the rest...

...Super Power, control society desire Shoving their wicked ways They call me racist, gays splatters screens Babies birth of woman, not two men at play Disputing the foundation, bible bleeds, anc......Read the rest...