Poems About: DESPAIR
Poems on / about :
- carpe diem
This black hole of rotten dreams
Like an open, seeping wound inside
A cesspit of self-destruction
Deeper and deeper, there is no end read more »Fiona Burgess
362.Torn but Reborn...
Why do you still yourself
in the tread marks of the past
bringing back bittersweetness
in memories you beg not to last read more »Trevor Schulte
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
364.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
365.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
In idle dream with pipe in hand
I looked across the Square,
And saw the little chapel stand
In eloquent despair. read more »Robert William Service
367.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
368.Sonnet: In Despair Too, Hope Prevails
When things beyond my control do occur,
And fortune favors just the evil minds:
When my own people with me don’t concur,
My remnant patience to a halt well grinds. read more »Dr John Celes
369.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
370.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
371.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