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Poems About: SYMPATHY

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

  • 241.

    thanks for the poem,
    let me extend my sympathy

    long live dyslexia! read more »

  • 242.
    That Lonesome Word


    As far as the eye can see
    no other word in our vocabulary read more »

    Joyce Hemsley
  • 243.
    Lie turns black

    When a lie turns
    Cold, black and colourless
    It shakes you, brakes you
    Takes, you to your sell. read more »

    Noorie Ali
  • 244.

    Run, not for your life but for freedom!

    Danger close but you venture to the land of wisdom read more »

    Mario Perdomo
  • 245.
    An old to live single is a hell

    Your mother had mercy
    When you were young.
    Your children had sympathy
    When they were young. read more »

    Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
  • 246.

    I have no sympathy for the dead
    In the grave they shall lay
    Nothing left to do or say
    In that six foot hole they stay read more »

    Branden Aeling
  • 247.

    Buddy has a hand gun & hasn't slept for 3 days,
    he has mood swings you know,
    his Father stopped abusing him when he reached puberty
    he has school tomorrow read more »

    Jason Jackson
  • 248.
    I'll sing sweet lullaby for you

    I'll sing sweet lullaby for you
    Getting an optimistic approach started
    How the soul feels like a dried leaf
    Many sparkling eyes of poor children read more »

    Ahmad Shiddiqi
  • 249.

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    Aldo Kraas
  • 250.

    My life’s a museum of memories buried
    in a mausoleum to matrimony kept
    scrupulously clean – there is no distinction
    between exhibits and things living read more »

    Ivan Donn Carswell
  • 251.
    another venue

    with other confines....stabilities...ornamentation....
    a place of grassland sleep...
    a whisper not
    of that roped and tied and trampled read more »

    delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
  • 252.
    The Land’s Lied

    Near to Scarborough bay
    There’s a scar, burrowed away
    By underground streams
    Which have undermined dreams read more »

    C Richard Miles
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