Poems About: LIGHT

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

  • 337.
    Among the Trees

    I wonder lost among the trees
    Looking for the one my heart calls for

    I wonder lost among the trees read more »

    kelly Martini
  • 338.
    Aubade

    JANE, Jane,
    Tall as a crane,
    The morning light creaks down again; read more »

    Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell
  • 339.
    Night Light

    My night light shines so bright, so white,
    like an angel through the sky light. My night light
    never fades away but grows brighter, stronger
    everyday. read more »

    Under A Microscope
  • 340.
    The Light Within

    There’s a light that burns within you
    that illuminates your soul
    They say its always been there
    Steady bright and in control read more »

    William Lindenmuth
  • 341.
    My Dark Dreams

    I'm in the dark
    And I'm lost
    In my mind, screaming
    Through the empty read more »

    Nicole Hiebing
  • 342.
    Cinema Screen

    Light's patterns freeze:
    Frost on our faces.
    Light's pollen sifts
    Through the lids of our eyes ... read more »

    Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
  • 343.
    Someone Left A Light On For Me In Heaven

    Somebody Left A Light On For Me In Heaven
    (Dedicated to my Family, and Maya Angelou)

    Somebody left a light on for me in heaven so I can find my way home read more »

    sheena rogers
  • 344.
    A heart full of light

    Some like to call it...'a heart-centered ray of light'

    We are all but rays of light. read more »

    Rik LightKnight
  • 345.
    Like A Lighthouse Shines It's lights

    Like a lighthouse shines it's lights
    For those ships lost out at sea
    Gods love shines each and everyday
    To help guide both you and me read more »

    norman hale
  • 346.
    My light winged angel (leslie Alexis)

    My light winged angel guided me
    through the torment or another being
    He made me see
    My 'loved one' read more »

    Amy Ormonde
  • 347.
    One Of Twain

    One of twain, twin-born with flowers that waken,
    Now hath passed from sense of sun and rain:
    Wind from off the flower-crowned branch hath shaken
    One of twain. read more »

    Algernon Charles Swinburne
  • 348.
    My only way out is towards the light of death

    My only way out is
    towards the light of death.
    I'll see the light and no it's time to let go.
    And leave this world behind me. read more »

    Amy Kerswell
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