Poems About: FEAR

In this page, poems on / about “fear” are listed.

  • 217.
    Fear of my own fear

    Is it possible to have one fear?
    Can you be afraid of fear?
    Am I hidding in the shadow of fear?
    I can standup for myself but can't stand up to me read more »

    Ilana Sabio
  • 218.
    Let Us Dream Together

    Lets us come closer,
    And dream together,
    Dream of a world,
    Which is full of joy, read more »

    Reena Ray
  • 219.
    Unknown Fear

    Unknown fear,
    Is hovering my heart.
    Fear of love and hatred.
    Fear of victory and failure. read more »

    Amber Cage
  • 220.
    Dancing with Fear

    Tis very hard to face what is frightening
    But call to fears to dance.
    When you face fear itself
    It is no where to be found. read more »

    Carolyn Marie Taylor
  • 221.
    DEEP WITHIN

    Today, I want to ask myself
    What is it, that makes me weak?
    It is a monotonous day round
    Or the fear I abound, read more »

    Dr. Yogesh Sharma
  • 222.
    (There is nothing really ever to fear)

    Fear is regression
    regression is pain
    pain turns sweet sunshine into bitter rain
    take my hand my dear read more »

    Allen Steble
  • 223.
    No Fear

    My heart is thrown away
    This is the call of the brave
    My feelings can't stay
    Because my fear can not wait read more »

    Elisha De La Rosa
  • 224.
    What do you fear?

    Do you fear me?
    No, I do not!
    Do you fear anyone?
    No, I do not fear anyone! ! read more »

    runrun S...
  • 225.
    fear me

    Fear Me

    fear me not for who I am
    I just wished someone could understand read more »

    Tissa Calvert
  • 226.
    Time To Fear

    Picture me on the edge of sadness
    I was too blind to see the truth
    My hearts beating fast I'm not alone
    but you're not there read more »

    Rad Kick
  • 227.
    Fear of a loss

    Ring, ring
    That was phone,
    Mum answered
    In a moment read more »

    Alessandra Maraschin
  • 228.
    Scream

    I watch every night as my door closes,
    Lumps of fear take a solid form,
    In my throat does a storm of fear take place,
    Burning my eyes, crying tears so warm read more »

    Elizabeth Morse
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