Bernard Shaw


Bernard Shaw Poems

1. Tell Me It’s A Dream. 11/3/2003
2. Heavenly Goal. 10/28/2003
3. Nicest Town. 10/31/2003
4. Eclipse.11 August 1999. 11/5/2003
5. Tablets And Lotions. 11/1/2003
6. Whispers. 10/29/2003
7. Warming Waters. 10/15/2003
8. My Favourite Hymns. 10/28/2003
9. Strangers. 11/2/2003
10. Wings. 10/24/2003
11. Full Speed. 10/26/2003
12. Dictionary. 11/2/2003
13. Industrial Dream. 10/28/2003
14. Steady Comrades, Steady 10/15/2003
15. Teddy Bear. 10/23/2003
16. Ghosts. 10/15/2003
17. Not Very Grand. 10/30/2003
18. Field Fruits 10/31/2003
19. Cursed Cop. 10/26/2003
20. This World. 11/4/2003
21. Watery Grave. 10/29/2003
22. Wings Of Dark. 10/24/2003
23. Weather Report. 11/1/2003
24. Portrait. 10/31/2003
25. Heroes. 11/1/2003
26. My Hand. 11/4/2003
27. Music 2. 10/23/2003
28. Not A Clue. 10/20/2003
29. Santa's Letter. 11/5/2003
30. Ocean. 10/24/2003
31. Not Much Fun. 10/17/2003
32. Sentry. 10/19/2003
33. Demonic Faces. 10/21/2003
34. Flowers. 10/12/2003
35. Low And Deep. 10/31/2003
36. What For? 10/26/2003
37. Long, Long Ago. 10/28/2003
38. Lonely Night. 10/29/2003
39. Gossips. 10/31/2003
40. Hills And Dales. 11/1/2003
Best Poem of Bernard Shaw

Completely Lost.

Have you ever had that feeling?
That you are completely lost.
Your mind and senses reeling,
As in a dark foreboding frost.
Nothing but nothing is as it seems,
Words like phantoms come and go.
It is as if all the bizarre dreams,
Have turned your brain to snow.
The ticking of the mantelpiece clock,
Cuts the silence like a knife.
Your mind is in a mysterious block,
You ask yourself is this my life.
Perhaps I am just getting old,
Brain and body gone to pot,
Where are the times that I was bold,
And my brain could solve every plot.

Read the full of Completely Lost.

A Dream.

My spirits soar on high,
Inebriated with thoughts so pure.
I now can fly,
Nothing is obscure.
Spiritual healing is taking place,
As I rise to heavens realms.
Beams of joy cover my face,
Nothing can me overwhelm.
I have seen the heavens gates,

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