Poems About: DESPAIR
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361.A Broken Heart
The heart feels heavy and full of despair. It needs to be comforted after the pangs of unrequited passion. It needs to be consoled in its broken moment.
Once full of burning fire; full of raging flames, but now all that is left is a smouldering wreck. A heart that is full of sorrow; a heart that is lamenting. read more »Talmadge Rogalla
362.Sonnet-On My Gift Of Poesy
Into my Life, there came a ray of light,
Of Hope from God, in despair when I lay;
Not knowing what it meant, I clasped it tight
And wondered if God meant a newer way. read more »Dr John Celes
363.Grey Dog of Despair
Death? I don't know what it is.
But this I know - that death
Is twice as deep with despair.
I am frightened of the Grey Dog whose eyes read more »Tan Pratonix
364.How Easily Humans Settle In Their Own Despair
How easily humans settle in their own despair,
It's far less work not having to care
For anyone but ourselves.
Like forgotten books on high dusty shelves, read more »Not Long Left
365.Sonnet: Despair Strikes Again, Again
Despair threatens man again and again;
Most men keep working along corrupt lines;
The body scorched by sun then longs for rain!
The flooded lands wonder when the sun shines? read more »Dr John Celes
366.In The Garden VIII: Later Autumn
THIS is the year's despair: some wind last night
Utter'd too soon the irrevocable word,
And the leaves heard it, and the low clouds heard;
So a wan morning dawn'd of sterile light; read more »Edward Dowden
367.Poem #116: The Lantern of The Vale
Smiling as yet
That happy smile belies
Her tragic history
Defies regret… read more »Samer Madbak
368.Laughing at Death
Death has no power over us now.
You were dead once,
And I was dying.
I could not breathe without you by my side. read more »K.M. Jones
He was gone
She was having feelings of hopelessness and despair
Her life was as empty and bare as deciduous trees are
of leaves in winter she reckoned. read more »Glenda Gambill
370.But Reach For His Hand
Across the heavens where the only sound, is that of a hymn in glory bound.
For He cares and hears our every prayer, beyond despair He is always there.
No matter how feeble our reach, He will extend a hand for each to grasp even in spite of His wrath. read more »Ruth Goldfarb
371.How Easy It Is To Forget
How easy it is to forget!
Our friends, our triumphs, our love
When we face the trials of the moment.
How easy it is to forget! read more »Vaudaline Thomas